A Slow Subconscious

I am a frequent and vivid dreamer.  I am fortunate that I can remember many of my dreams. While I have rarely used any of them whole in my writing I find that some of the ideas and images sometimes float into my work and even inspire it.

We moved to the South of France almost six months ago, on December 1st.  Now, at last, my laggard unconscious has caught up with events and I have had my first dream about living here.

Nothing exciting.  I went to the market which is directly opposite, bought some potatoes and ruined the mash I was making by putting too much milk in it.  ’Never mind’, my dream self told my wife, ‘I’ll get a baguette.’

Related articles

Sleep Writing (cudabrown.wordpress.com)