This is an old post I’m recycling from 2009 about a funny dream. I’m going through my old blog posts and will reuse the ones I like. The old blog isn’t online anywhere anymore, anyway.
At this time I was working on a novel I had tentatively named “Retribution”.
Later I changed the title to “Symbiosis”, and finally finished it last year. I spent more than a few years working on that book. Now it sits in a figurative drawer, a file, waiting on a day when I might take it out and try to edit it into something worthwhile.
Being the first work of that length that I ever wrote, it is quite a mess.
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Sleep thinking – 2009-11-30
I fell asleep musing over progress on my work-in-progress, wondering what the next step will be for the main characters. Sometimes going to sleep with those thoughts in my mind inspires dreams that will lead to answers.
It led to dreams alright. But in no way were any of them related to my book’s plot. In fact, I woke laughing out loud at one of the dreams, and it wasn’t that the dream was funny. It was because my response to a situation in the dream was funny…so I was laughing as I observed the dream while I was dreaming.
The line that made me laugh: “No. HELL no.”
That was in response to a question as to whether I wanted some fish. The fish were in an ice chest and still needed to be cleaned. What’s so funny is that this was a line from the book that I’d just added yesterday. In the dream, I used that line to turn down an ice chest of fish. It was totally out of character for me, because I would likely have been glad to take the fish if they were of good eating quality.
I thought that kind of strange but I guess most dreams are. Usually, I’m the only person I know in my dreams and they’re all populated with people I’ve never seen in my life. Last night was unusual in that all of my dreams featured people I know.
Unfortunately, I didn’t get any of the answers to my book questions.
About the voice behind this blog, Madison Woods
I'm a creative old soul living way off the beaten path with my husband in the wild Ozark Mountains. Besides homesteading, growing plants & making crafty things and newsletters, I write books and stories. My rural fantasy fiction, written under the pen name, Ima Erthwitch, usually takes place in a much altered Ozarks.
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