Off the Cuff / My Other Journal

Dream Stories

I spent half an hour this morning writing down a dream, which was a full story with a twisting plot and well developed characters with the heroes and villains having good and bad traits.

Usually, I have senseless, open-ended dreams that chew my life's fat. What a pleasant surprise this one was! I wasn't even thinking of writing a story lately. I don't know if I'll be able to get to really writing it soon, but at least I have its outlines written in my free-flow journal.

Without realizing, by now, I must have trained my mind to have it produce stuff at random. They say Robert Louis Stevenson wrote his novels from his dreams. I am no RLS, but this whole thing aroused my curiosity as to the minds of other writers. I guess we have computers up there in our heads that, once programmed, produce on their own.

I'll let the story sit for a while. I can't get to it anyhow, with everything going in my life nowadays.
Yesterday I changed my bedroom around. I wonder if that's what triggered it. If so, I should move the furniture in the house every day.