Not Until Death started with a nightmare I had about killing someone in self defense, whom I brought back to life because I felt so guilty. Then I threw in a little inspiration from Jeffrey Dahmer.

Robert stared at the blank page, night after night. He wanted nothing more than to write, but the blank page taunted him and held him at bay. Finally, after a visit from a dark-haired woman in his sleep—his dream muse—the floodgates of his imagination opened and the words poured forth.
Now the woman of his dreams wants to be the only one in his life.