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Wednesday, November 7, 2007


**Posts are going to be a little scarce during November due to National Novel Writing Month. This is the fourth time I've participated and the first time I've gone into it almost completely cold. Usually I have pages of notes and lots of ideas. This time? Nada. I've had some inspiration, though, and am already over 11,000 words. That's not a bad start! Just hope I can keep it going.**

I've always had very vivid dreams. They are a good source of material for my stories, too. But every now and then, I have a dream that is a little too real.

When we were still newlyweds, I had a dream that the Man was flirting with another girl, right in front of me, trying to make me jealous. I was so mad at him, that I almost punched him when I woke up! He was more than a little confused.

Even now, I will still have dreams like that. Just recently, I had a dream where, for some unknown reason, the Man and I were no longer married. We were seeing each other only to hand off the kids (which, by the way, we had several, da Boo and the Boy remaining the same age they are now...that was odd). There was a lot of tension between us and I felt tremendously hurt. When I woke up after that dream, I went through the whole day convinced that the Man was mad at me, simply because he had been angry in the dream.

Perhaps it's because I am a very emotional person that my dreams are so full of strong feelings. I don't necessarily think that these dreams are a true reflection of how I am feeling towards the Man or how I think he's feeling toward me. But then again, I also lack self-esteem so maybe this is how my insecurities manifest. And I do occasionally have good dreams, where I wake up giggling.

Next post, I'll tell you about the nightmare that scared me for an entire year after I had it. But in the meantime, tell me some of your dreams.


Debi said...

I'm also a very vivid dreamer. Whenever there was a baby in the house less than a year old I would dream multiple times that I'd lost the baby. I would wake up wandering through the house, bent over patting on the floor looking all over for the baby. I could write so many books about my dreams. I very seldom have nightmares.

Kristie said...

I am a dreamer too!!! Whenever it is summer I always seem to dream over and over again that I am a lifeguard. I dream that there is someone drowning and I can't get to them in time. That is one big reason that I would never want a pool in my yard even though I'm a swimmer. I am too afraid that my kids would drown!!!!

Hollywood said...

I so admire you for doing the National Novel Writing things. I thought about trying it this year but chickened out. I've never thought of writing any kind of fiction novel - the sheer amount of work in just writing it makes my head spin. It sounds like you've got a good start though - I'll keep an eye on you to make sure you don't slack off!

As far as the dreams go, I have a weird confession. I've been married seven years now and I have to admit my husband has been in less than 10 of my dreams. Ever. for some reason I just NEVER dream about him. I dream about other guys (last night Christian Bale and I were getting frisky in the backseat of a Mexican tourbus) but never my husband. I haven't told him because on some level I feel like it makes me a bad wife. It's really weird.

Did I just put that on the internet?? Yikes.

Amanda said...

I am too sick to think of any cool dreams--SORRY! But I enjoyed yours!

Emma said...

I am rarely married in my dreams. I am either looking for someone to marry or guilty of being too intiment with Michael before marriage. I have the weirdest dreams. Yes I have had dreams where Michael ignores me and won't have any thing to do with me, we usually aren't married in my dreams. But the kids are usually in the background some where. So weird. Since the birth of Audrey I have had nightmares about being sent back to high school now with a child. I didn't finish a class. Maybe this stems from my last BYU class that I have been supposed to be working on for the last 3 1/2 years. I am working on it currently and will be done with it before Gabriel turns 11 months. Yeah! Hopefully no more high school dreams.

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