And no I wasn't drinking
God damn it, it happened again. My subconscious = WTF?
I turned in kinda late last night (one-ish, I guess, which during a normal workweek IS late) and sat on my bed in the dark for awhile, listening to the wind (supposedly there's a storm coming in, with a forecast of possible snow, but I'll believe that when I see it) and watching the moonlight. It was really calming and peaceful and I'll definitely be doing it again, but one thing I absolutely did NOT do as I sat there was think about writing or SUQ or fanfic of any sort. I've kinda given up on writing, for the time being, so that was honestly the last thing on my mind.
Eventually I started to nod off, so I climbed under the covers and went to sleep. And at some point during the night, as has happened before, I dreamt that I was reading a new SUQ fic, written by someone else. I also dreamt that it had been posted online, and it was so long and good and I was so excited that I skimmed back and forth through the story (a particular bad habit of mine when I read, I admit). People on the "website" (not my own, btw, it looked more like Amazon) had left gushing feedback and were talking about writing fics of their own and I was desperately trying to figure a way to print the whole thing out.
I didn't finish reading the story before I woke up (I never do, in my dreams) and of course I started to forget the plot as soon as I realized that I was actually dreaming it. But a few scenes, here and there, still remain.
ie, Sheila & Darian kissing with a busy freeway in the background.
WHAT
So I woke up this morning with a brand new fic idea, one that percolated around in my brain and actually had the temerity to grow as I got dressed and made my bed and brushed my teeth and soaked my hair.
And I will not, will not, WILL NOT write it.
I REFUSE.
I know that I've asked this before, but does this happen to anyone else?? Am I the only person who dreams that they're reading stories written by other people, with plots and ideas and dialogue that I've NEVER ONCE CONSCIOUSLY THOUGHT OF?
What the hell????
::headdesk:: ::headdesk:: ::headdesk::
I am SO not writing this.
SO. NOT. WRITING. IT.
I'm going for a walk. Five or six miles should beat this damned thing right into the ground.
And is it just me, or is Yahoo running slow today?
I turned in kinda late last night (one-ish, I guess, which during a normal workweek IS late) and sat on my bed in the dark for awhile, listening to the wind (supposedly there's a storm coming in, with a forecast of possible snow, but I'll believe that when I see it) and watching the moonlight. It was really calming and peaceful and I'll definitely be doing it again, but one thing I absolutely did NOT do as I sat there was think about writing or SUQ or fanfic of any sort. I've kinda given up on writing, for the time being, so that was honestly the last thing on my mind.
Eventually I started to nod off, so I climbed under the covers and went to sleep. And at some point during the night, as has happened before, I dreamt that I was reading a new SUQ fic, written by someone else. I also dreamt that it had been posted online, and it was so long and good and I was so excited that I skimmed back and forth through the story (a particular bad habit of mine when I read, I admit). People on the "website" (not my own, btw, it looked more like Amazon) had left gushing feedback and were talking about writing fics of their own and I was desperately trying to figure a way to print the whole thing out.
I didn't finish reading the story before I woke up (I never do, in my dreams) and of course I started to forget the plot as soon as I realized that I was actually dreaming it. But a few scenes, here and there, still remain.
ie, Sheila & Darian kissing with a busy freeway in the background.
WHAT
So I woke up this morning with a brand new fic idea, one that percolated around in my brain and actually had the temerity to grow as I got dressed and made my bed and brushed my teeth and soaked my hair.
And I will not, will not, WILL NOT write it.
I REFUSE.
I know that I've asked this before, but does this happen to anyone else?? Am I the only person who dreams that they're reading stories written by other people, with plots and ideas and dialogue that I've NEVER ONCE CONSCIOUSLY THOUGHT OF?
What the hell????
::headdesk:: ::headdesk:: ::headdesk::
I am SO not writing this.
SO. NOT. WRITING. IT.
I'm going for a walk. Five or six miles should beat this damned thing right into the ground.
And is it just me, or is Yahoo running slow today?