I've always wanted to write a story about a man that sleepwalks to his computer and begins writing a story. When he wakes the next morning, he notices his computer is on and there is a file on his desktop screen he does not recall putting there. I thought I could build on that concept and come up with a real thriller.
Well, the idea sat in the back of my head for quite some time until one morning a dear friend of mine called me at 5:30 am, irritated that I texted her at 2 am and 5 am. After telling her that was impossible, I was asleep the whole time, she produced the evidence to prove that I indeed had written to her... in my sleep. At first it shook me but then when it kept happening, I would always apologize and ask her what I wrote. The text was always like a mumbled dream... probably my subconscious. I wrote a one-word text once, it read simply 'God'. Then another time wrote, 'I'm chop meat... I know, it sounds crazy, but it's true. So, after having produced this phenomenon myself, I felt dually authorized to begin a new novel entitled, 'SleepWriter'.
The book is dedicated to my brother Kenneth Vincent Koestler, who recently passed on from a long bout with lung cancer.
Many of the names that appear in the book are names of family members and their wives.
For instance my protagonist's name is Ken Vincent and his love interest is Martha, but she likes to be called Marti. She is and was my brother's charming wife.
I hope you enjoy the read as much as I did writing it. Here's to you Ken!
January 13, 2010 at 12:28PM
EllieKaye: What a great story about your story! I wish you all the best with your writing. :)
Juliette Chamberlain: That idea of writing a story while asleep and waking up to a finished manuscript would be wonderful...if only!
Look forward to reading your story 'sleepwriter.'
February 2, 2010 at 5:04PM
RaymondJohn: Actually, your idea would make a lot of sense if your hero has Alzheimer's. I am writing a story where the hero has the disease. It makes for interesting complications. Ray.
February 10, 2010 at 11:00AM
Jean Lutz: I was going to say you are not going to believe this, but then the more I learn about you, yes, I think you will believe it. I got a pm from Juliette suggesting I would like your writing. Then I clicked on my replies to something Dustman wrote to me. And I went to his Profile amd yep, there you are again. O.K., I don't yet know why I am here, but I will be reading you, Rick.
god2love, Maureen: Rick, it's me, Maureen still having a problem finding Sleepwriter.
March 23, 2010 at 10:19AM
Jean Lutz: Forgive me for stepping in, Maureen. I, too, had a bit of trouble finding the chapters. If you click on See All right under Portfolio that brings it up chapter by chapter. The chapters you have reviewed are highlighted. Hope this helps. I love this story although I came along very late and I'm having to do quite a bit of reading to catch up.
Jeniferlsims: Rick, Provided that you had not been under the influenced of any stimulies such as alchol etc., the behavor you have described sounds as if you are walking in your sleep. Sleep walking is also called somnambulism. I am not sure if you have previously experienced any sleep walking; however, I find it interesting for this to onset at this particular time of your life. The reason I state the aforementioned, is to lead into the question, do you beleive that your friend "played a hoax" in order to motivate you to write a book you had been discussing with them for some time?
June 8, 2010 at 12:23PM
Rick Koestler: Sorry I haven't got back to you, Jen. I made her show me her text messages. They were from my phone. I had to have sent them. No one elce lives with me. I think I do sleepwalk. Sometimes in the morning when I awake thing are moved around. Thank you for your concern. Blessings, Rick
June 17, 2010 at 1:03PM
god2love, Maureen: Hi Rick, Woke up the other morning thinking about you and prayed for you. Are you ok, is everything alright? Love ya, Maur
July 12, 2010 at 2:59PM
Jean Lutz: It has been 'way too long since I heard from you.
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