On the momentous cusp of finishing War and Peace, I experienced vivid daydreams about future novels, which focused mainly on the past and rummaging through whatever remains survive. The first novel I completed was the fifth one I attempted, so there’s a lot of fodder to edit, revise, and use again. This happened again recently when I attempted the sixth novel. Three false starts, not failures: Attempts I can store away for later.

Six: Resurrect the first novel I attempted. It was too advanced ten years ago. It’s manageable now.

Seven: An idea I’ve had for a number of years now. Historical fiction. It will require extensive travel, language acquisition and mastery, and detailed research. The trilogy will be the 1800+ page range.

Eight: A dystopian?