Dreams are not always good sources of inspiration.  Very soon after beginning work on the novel mentioned in the previous posts, I realized that neither Hemingway nor Joyce nor Stein would make very good detectives.  They all led very mandarin lifestyles, each in their own way. Hemingway ’s boyish admiration for men in uniform would have made him more likely to leave a murder investigation to the Paris police. Joyce was going blind and Stein  rarely left her salon, so the idea of these two tromping around Paris trying to solve a murder is ridiculous.  There’s also just way too much research involved. I would have to immerse myself in the time and place with about six months of solid reading before I could even begin to start writing. I don’t have that kind of time to invest in a project that ultimately would be, as I said initially, absurd.

I’m sorry if I’ve disappointed anyone (I doubt that I have).  I’m going to think about serializing one of the other projects I’ve been working on instead. I also want to keep at the essay idea. Any suggestions for topics?