Seasons

Yeah, I know, it was an observation dude, not a criticism.

Here I go having dreams about bots again. Well, sort of.

I dreamed there were a bunch of paperbacks under my bed--Logan's Run and that sort of thing--but amongst them were these two which I guess were written by Douglas Adams (that would be a feat, wouldn't it?) or Terry Pratchett.

One was entitled Onyx of Borg. The other (now this is scary) was Dogh'd of Borg. I skimmed through the latter one, and Earth was being used as temporary grazing land for giant ants or something.

Hmmm dreaming about my bot...is there something you haven't told me?

Butterfly--that dream is irrefutable proof that you are a writer. The next phase is that one of the books you dream under the bed will be the most amazing, beautiful prose that you ever read...you will remember the dream but not a word of the prose.
Or maybe you will. I never do, except the odd word.
I never dream about bots though.

I dream about books that I never remember the words of. I dream about songs that I can't reproduce afterwards. I dream whole years of people's lives in worlds that may or may not actually exist, and then only remember enough of the sense of them to drive myself crazy when I think how good a story it'd make. What a pain in the ass dreams can be. *sigh*

Yeah I know.. that bugs me when that happens... That's why I keep a pad of paper in my room.. as soon as i wake up after a good dream, just start building a thought web, like starts of with the main theme, then maybe branch out into events, etc until you basically have the whole thing down

I can't do that with these dreams. Even right after I wake up from them all I remember is that I dreamed a really long time in someone's life. Some dreams I can write down like that but some just disappear practically before I wake up.

you know someone's theory (probably freud's) was that when they disappear before you wake up, you know, your brain is supressing it because it was too awful or horrible or something like that

Yeah prolly Freud. The thing is, I don't have nightmares. Even when I dream about something bad, I don't think it's bad in the dream, or else something good happens afterwards and it has more impact than the bad stuff. It's gotten to the point where every once in a while when I actually have a nightmare, I wake up going hey cool.

Do you ever get the feeling you're having somone else's dream by accident?

Only after a vulcan mind meld... Why?

I used to write down my dreams, but sometimes I'd fill up four pages of really tiny print with no margins, and it took hours, and I'd be late for classes and such.

As for writing: I've got 150 pages worth of a novel I'm already working on now. The giant ant plot doesn't sound like anything I would write about, but it is interesting. Maybe I'll write a B movie someday.