Stealing Ideas

Well, I didn’t get to send anyone to the electric chair.  (Or whatever it is they do nowadays.  Hang ’em?  Shoot ’em?  Are we still stoning people?)  It’s been a long, boring day, so I’ll keep this post short.

I was going through some old e-mails, and I uncovered a dream I had totally forgotten about.

I dreamt I was writing for a TV show, and all the writers were sitting around, pitching episode ideas.  As I slowly awoke, I thought about a brilliant story one of the other writers had pitched.

In my sleep addled state, I was disappointed, because it was someone else’s idea, and I couldn’t use it. A moment later, I realized, “No, wait, I can use that…

“Who will know I stole it?”