I don't know what, but I feel it. It's there, hidden in the shadows just out of sight. For me? For my cps? Something totally unrelated to writing? I don't know. But it's there...something big. It's lurking. It's waiting. It's sitting on the edge of my reality, suspended in that crazy place between foreboding and present, just ready to topple into being. It's big. It's huge. It will change lives. I don't know what IT is, but I'm preparing. Are you?