"I dream my painting and I paint my dream."~Vincent van Gogh~*~
The other day,
L. G. Smith posted about the great stories, and classics, that have come out of authors dreams: Frankstein, Twilight, etc. This is what drives me crazy, I'll be having a perfect story dream. I know it would make a great story while I'm dreaming it. The problem is it's dissipating as I wake, just like snowflakes in the sun. It's unbelievably frustrating. The last dream I can remember that I thought had story potential: I died and got to heaven and couldn't remember the code on the gate. Since I'd had this problem before, St. Peter got p.o.'d and kicked me back to earth. I think there's got to be a story there somewhere. grin.
Published on August 04, 2014 23:30