a fifty thousand word challenge
my personal record of nanowrimo 2011 & my attempt at making it my bitch. hopefully sparking a renewed commitment to writing...
my personal record of nanowrimo 2011 & my attempt at making it my bitch. hopefully sparking a renewed commitment to writing...
The five dreams I’ve had in the past twenty-four hours have been pretty insane, to say the least. The first took place between midnight and 4:30 in the morning. It began with me awkwardly hanging out with my cousin Amanda and her brood of small children, though I soon excused myself under the guise of going back to the boyfriend’s house. And although I found myself at the Beer Store by said boyfriend’s house I was eventually waylaid by even more cousins. With the appearance of my uncle’s three children in a disgusting motel - even by seedy standards - I took a shower in a sectioned off corner of the room with a damp, previously used towel, something completely uncharacteristic of myself.
I woke up sometime later, went to pee & played with some kittens in the bathroom for a bit before Jenna noisily got up to work. I fell back to sleep a bit after 7, waking every fifteen minutes or so. In the span of about an hour I had four intensely-detailed mini-dreams.