CHEESE DREAMS

Before he went to bed last night Wilson — still suffering from Writer's Block — consumed a big supper of cheese (and ants, obviously) in hopes that he would dream a suitable plot for his upcoming novel The Truth About Ants.

Unfortunately it didn't work out so well. 

When he eventually came down to breakfast this morning, bleary-eyed and very grumpy, he told me variously that he'd had nightmares all night; that he hadn't slept a wink; and that he'd dreamed he was being eaten by ants. 

Also, he now thinks there is a cheese-monster living under his tumble-dryer.
I'm not sure he's properly awake yet.

I would definitely counsel him against repeating this ill-advised experiment.

Best-selling Blockbuster-writing Novelists certainly seem to pay a high price for their success — I wonder how Stephen King gets his ideas?