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So, like other bloggers who have blogged before me, I found myself at a loss for a topic, even though Lynda gave me a nudge by suggesting I talk about something fun or interesting about the paranormal. The only problem with that is that there is just so much to discuss!
After much thought, however, I thought that I would talk about dreams and Nightmares, since both are such strong components of my romantic urban fantasy trilogy (for now!) called the Nightmare Chronicles.
In the first book, Dawn Riley discovers that she is a Nightmare, and that a lot of people -- one bad one in particular -- think the world would be much better without her in it.
I've always found dreams fascinating. Nightmares even more so. How incredible does your brain have to be to scare you so unbelievably well?
When I was younger I did a lot of lucid dreaming. Not by choice, mind you. It just seemed to happen. I had a friend try to coerce me into joining a sleep/dream study but I never got around to it. Frankly, the idea of someone peering into my head while I slept creeped me out.
Now imagine that there is an entire race of people who can literally get inside your dreams and influence them. That was the basis for the Nightmare Chronicles. What if dreams *aren't* just in your head?
But of course, that's fiction. Regardless, many studies have been done into dreams and their meaning. During my research I found a fabulous book on dream therapy that was so interesting! I wish I could have used more of it in the first two Nightmare books, but Dawn had her hands full with other things.
So what's with our fascination with dreams? Most experts believe that dreams are simply our sub-conscience's way of working out issues that we encounter in our daily lives. That sounds fabulous, but what the heck does my daily life have to do with watching a soap-opera star get decapitated while it rains strawberries? I'm pretty sure that's not an issue that I need to work out!
Of course this is explained by the fact that the human mind is terribly complex. I also think the human mind is on a serious acid trip when we turn off all the switches and power ourselves down for the night. In order to try to put some order to all of this, people have assigned specific meanings to different images we see in our dreams. For the record, this directly opposes the theory that the meaning of dreams lies within the dreamer her/himself -- a theory I personally think makes more sense than the idea that a raven means the same thing for everyone. However, I'm no expert, and sometimes the books get it right -- or at least they seem to.
Now, I'm probably putting some of you to sleep with all this rambling, so let's get to some fun stuff shall we? I'm going to share some of my worst and best dreams that I have actually had. Please feel free to dissect them, comment upon them, or run screaming for a crucifix. Also, feel free to share your own dreams for other people to interpret. Best interpretation (judged by yours truly) gets a signed copy of BEFORE I WAKE and a sneak peek at the cover for my next Brotherhood of the Blood novel, due out in Feb 09.
OK, here we go -- in no particular order:
1. Freddy Krueger is my father. He tries to kill me, but I'm not afraid. I take control of the dream, and Freddy is so proud that he gives me his trademark razor glove, with the full expectation that I'm going to take over the 'family' business. I take the glove and put it on. It feels good.
2. I'm a cop investigating a disappearance. I must be fairly high up the food chain because others are reporting to me. I'm scared that the girl I'm looking for has fallen victim to a serial killer, and I can't get one of my best officers on the radio. "Where is she?" I wonder out loud, growing more and more impatient with this cop. Then a man's voice comes over my radio, "She's dead, bitch."
3. Related to the dream above, I am called out to find a missing girl at a farm during the late fall months. It's cold and I'm moody. I go out to the barn, and when I open the huge sliding door I find the girl hanging by her feet skinned and gutted like a deer.
4. I am responsible for the death of a friend's child.
And now, since all of the above are pretty grusome and you probably think I'm nuts, here are a few on the lighter side:
5. The Nelson twins (remember them?) ask me out on a date -- with both of them at the same time! I go. ;-)
6. I'm at the opera with Colin Firth. He hits on me, but before anything happens he turns into my husband. (Big mystery to that one! lol)
7. John Stamos asks me to go shoe shopping. He needs new shoes for some gala he's attending and he doesn't like the guy at the shoe store. We go to a second hand store and find the perfect pair for $20. They're vintage. And, they're purple.
You may have noticed that I have a lot of celebrity dreams. It's true. But it's never fancy, "oh, I love you Kathryn" dreams. Usually I'm doing something totally mundane or I'm ditched for someone much more exciting.
Anyway, that's it. Have at me!
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