Hi Patu,
Just stopping by the return the favour of the review from earlier.
What I liked
Quite a lot about this one really. I'm a little obsessed with dreams myself, so naturally this one caught my eye. The unfortunate fact is that I always feel compelled to analyse them, so I'll subject you to a little of that at the end here. But for now, I'll stick to the standard reviewing stuff.
Style
You write well. Many people these days seem to think Raymond Carver was the epitome of excellent writing, in that he only ever used the most basic words, and any use of complex description is viewed as padding that didn't need to be there.
I love the English language, and to aim to make absolutely no use of it while writing fiction seems like a waste of a something so versatile.
However, writing like yours is hard to do, so maybe I understand why people don't like it.
Your use of language in the first part displays the state of our heros life excellenntly, I really feel his insomniac hell, his squalid surroundings brought on by a focus on hgher things that simply will not leave our hero be.
Plot
It flows well, the initial segment builds tension well. The reader is drawn into his world, and is interested to find what has given him so much fear.
The second segment shows in simple terms exactly what the fear is. I'll get to my interpretation of that in a moment.
Grammar/Punctuation
I don't even know why I add this section, because I view anything that uses the right tense and reads well as fine. All in all there are no issues from my perspectiv.
Suggestions for Improvement
None. I is short, but works perfectly for what you are trying to convey.
If you had the time or inclination, you could carry on and show how this dream effects our dreamers reality, parallel it in his daily life, but then there are always new ideas competing for attention. I know persoanlly how fickle the muse can be.
Thanks for sharing, and keep writing.
Dream Interpretation
This is purely for my own amusement, and all dreams are best interpreted by the dreamer. So don't take me too seriously here.
I view these two people as for want of a better world, god and his wife.
Always in the spotlight, watched by the world as they argue about how the world should work.
God talks in the hope of explaining the importance of progression, the importance of children.
Mrs God becoming increasingly jaded as the world becomes more complex, her grasp failing as it becomes less and less "natural" in the old sense.
God becoming nmore frantic as he hopes to get the message across. Mrs God becoming more disinterested, knowing her own power to shut the whole scene down for herself whenever she wants.
The children appear, but Mrs God knows they cannot have children, because time has already run out for both of them in her world.
Mrs God takes his children from him, hoping beyond hope that something can be done to break his spirit, knowing inside that she is in charge, and whenever she decides she can make him disappear.
God then loses interest in helping someone who has no interest in anything but destroying him. He whispers something, possibly trying to point out that both have an equal right to exist.
Mrs God doesn't believe this, knowing that the scene is hers to control.
She walks into the darkness, preferring that to continuing in the scene God was trying to paint for her, or rather preferring to paint her own scene out of the formless void.
Darkness envelops the man, as it did his wife.
But darkness is relative, and everyone brings their own light into the world.
If two people disagree about how a scene should look, then perhaps the only option is to separate into different worlds, and then each can create their own world that functions well for them.
Thankfully, a picture perfect world can only ever be held in our heads, and so long as someone still holds that picture, darkness can never take it.
For me this is a dark tale that basically talks of fear of the destruction of a wrold because of an argument between two people.
At the end of the day, there are more than two people in the world, and everyone gets a choice as to where they would like to end up.
All we can ever really hope is that someone, somewhere, has actually had a look at how things can pan out, and realises that what works for some will not work for others.
I guess in my world, some people want to rush, some know it takes time to get to the right place. Especially if it is space.
Personally I prefer to go to a place in my head before I ever consider going there in reality.
Anyway, bit of an odd ending to this review, but hopefully I managed to say something useful at some point.
Have fun,
Cal
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