Guts In the Water

I've been trying to work around this one dream, but everything I throw at it comes back as crap.

In a nutshell:

There's a group of native americans performing a ritual. There is a car-sized whale straddled between two gigantic trees by ropes. They are chanting, and a selected one raises the longest scythe I've ever seen. He slices the stomach open and all the entrails rain down into the lake.

I've been working on my book again. I've been thinking about other things again, and with that new ideas are popping up like rats in a leprosy colony. I'v been throwing out new ideas every day.

It took me an hour to get water.