I woke up around 2am this morning. Not an unusual occurrence unfortunately, but this time I woke with an idea. A small one, but still an idea. Some changes in a scene towards the end of the novel that link back to the opening section. As the hours passed along came the opening paragraph for an essay. Until that point I didn't even have a topic.
It may not seem like much, and in the scheme of things the ideas are small, but it has been some time since I’ve experienced the magic of waking up with some creative ideas, and that is precious.