Friday, April 8, 2011

Dream Log #1

I often have unusual, creative (sometimes even short-story inspiring), or otherwise bat-s%*t crazy dreams.  With that in mind, I thought I might start sharing some of them with you and the rest of the internet.  I've been wanting to start a dream log for years now anyway, but lacked the gumption.

I only have one recurring dream, and it's never really the same.  It's a stress dream that involves velociraptors.  Lots of them.  There's always  T-rex in there, too, but he usually has bigger fish to fry and if I don't bother him, he don't bother me.  And when I'm surrounded by thousands of sneaky, hyper-intelligent velociraptors with a craving for Becky-flesh, he's simply too big and too far away for me to worry about.  But he's always there.

Anyway, I had another raptor dream the other night.  This time, I was in a monstrously large building (think six flags only totally enclosed) filled with trees, shrubs, grasses, and assorted other flora, all perfect for hiding the raptors from me but in no way hiding me from them.  This building had dozens of automatic sliding doors that led outside, because, you know, that's just how you'd want to keep velociraptors from escaping.  My mission during this dream was to lock all the sliding doors and keep the dinos from escaping, and I had this tiny, tiny, highly ineffective key with which to do it.  I could only lock them from the inside, or at least that's what I was afraid of, and I'd largely consigned myself to die, and was ok with it.  As long as I could keep the raptors from escaping. 

Strangely, this one wasn't quite as terrifying as the raptor dreams usually are.  Although the next night, I was certain that in that fraction of a second between when I hit the light switch and when it actually went dark, I'd see a raptor snout poke through the open bathroom door...a door I know I shut five minutes ago.

My husband (who ought to wear a technicolor dream coat, he's so brilliant at interpreting dreams) says it means that I'm close to achieving a goal, but I am afraid that if I relax my vigilance even for a moment, all is lost.  He thinks it's about getting my book published.


  1. Oh girl, I know! Dreams of writers are crazy. I dreamed an idea for a book after reading something about a historical figure! I love my weird dreams!
    And I agree with his interpretation!

  2. LOL
    I don't usually have stress-dreams, much more like puzzle-dreams. I get (in what I can perceive) all night trying to fix things and put everything together. Those days I wake up very mind-tired. But I guess it beats dreaming with tiny keys, sliding doors and velociraptors.... I hate dinos, sorry :P
    - EEV

  3. I always dream about tripping and falling off a cliff. Not nearly as interesting as dinos. :)


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