|Miss Penelope chitters in her sleep. |
Does she dream about chasing squirrels?
Or zombie rabbits?
Some dreams scare the crap out of me, though, like the two recurring dreams I had as a child. The first was after we learned about Iroquois longhouses. In the dream, my family tended three volcanoes, putting a drop of something in each. One day, a mermaid came out of a volcano. She was beautiful, but quickly turned into a ginormous octopus that ate my family. Not cool. The second dream was courtesy of Jurassic Park. It took place in a very vivid re-creation of the field across from my house with a t-rex that I simply could not escape.
The smell of burning rubber reminds me of dinosaurs running around a gymnasium (no idea why, but I know it's from a dream). Recent dreams have included zombie werewolves, which is actually an awesome idea and I'm claiming it right now for a future book. =) Other dreams have caused me to wake up mad at my mom for something she didn't actually do or with tears on my pillow. They can affect my mood for the day, both positively and negatively.
Dreams can be extremely powerful things, and they can provide excellent story fodder if they make even the least bit of sense. Feel free to share your crazy/scary/sad/funny dreams. Someone might be able to use them in a story one day, and it will all be thanks to you and your subconscious.