Well, Friday is dripping by here in the South. My yard is a swamp, it's cold and I just want to curl up on the couch and watch Dr. Who all day. Oh, wait, that's what I've been doing. :) It's been lovely too. My four year old snuggled under the blanket with me wearing his Dr. Who PJs.
But, it's Friday and I wanted to at least drop in and say hi. Last night I had an excellent idea for a post today. Unfortunately, it came at the last conscious moment before sleep. I couldn't get up to write it down if I wanted too, and now it is lost forever, trapped somewhere between the synapses of my brain. Oh, well.
Anyway, I'm going to share a bizarre dream I had yesterday instead. Sleep deprivation caught up with me and I took a 2 1/2 hour nap in the middle of the day. Another lovely moment (or several) of the week. While sleeping I dreamed I was with my family in a, well one of THOSE places. You know the ones that represent several places all at once without being any of them?
It was a library, my house, bookstore, and possibly a mall or law firm--not sure. My kids were being rowdy and I wanted to hide. I found this nook and lay down out of sight, closing my eyes for a few moments of peace. But then I hear two men arguing somewhere below me. I peek over the partition to a foyer of sorts a story down from where I sit.
"Of, course I don't want to read it! That's why I sent the rejection in the first place. It's awful." He shoves something at the other guy.
"But, Sir, she's here waiting to talk to you."
That's when I KNOW they are talking about me and MY novel. Oh the shame! I lay back down and pretend to sleep so they don't know that I heard them.
Luckily my son woke me up then, but I wondered why that dream. I've never dreamed my rejections before.
Later that day I got a 50 page critique in my in box. And it was a RELIEF! Yes it pointed out lots of problem areas, but that is something I can deal with. If someone can tell me what's wrong then I can work on it. That's why critiques are so important. Otherwise you just stare at something that is so ingrained in your mind that you can't see what's missing from the page.
I've never believed in luck. I believe in hard work and perseverance. Now I have some direction and can get back to work.
Have your subconscious fears reared their ugly head lately? What did you do to quiet them?
Your post made me chuckle because I've dreamt about failing exams before. Glad it wasn't a real rejection only a dream. All the best with revisions :o)
ReplyDeleteFunny how our subconscious fears always seem to be worse than reality! I think it's our mind's way of preparing us so when life happens it isn't as bad as we expected. My fears did rear recently and then I went to a conference and got rejuvenated and inspired!
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ReplyDeleteImagine that kind of horrible dream spoiling your day with the sublime Dr Who - shocking!
ReplyDeleteI'm querying my short list of 4 favourite, UK, Literary Agents. I'm waking up with my own grey cloud every day - that and hitting refresh on the e-mail account :S
Doctor Who PJs?! Where do I get me some?
ReplyDeleteLast night I dreamed that they were holding a kayak race down our street and a pet polar bear belonging to one of the racers told me he was going to bite my arm off. This while my head was already in his mouth and I felt my skull starting to pop. Whew, it was good to shake that one off!
P. S. I can't say what subconscious fears that reveals for me. Maybe something to do with all the big dogs at my sister's construction site next door?
ReplyDeleteI've heard that sometimes our dreams signify that the opposite thing is about to happen.
ReplyDeleteOr it could just be that your subconscious mind was playing out this particular fear of yours in dream form to analyse it and deal with it. It's a healthy step, I think.
Jai