A Dream Connected to a Current Writing Project

1 Mar

I had a jumble of brief little dream-scenes that weren’t connected and were in very different times and places—too bad I didn’t write about this hours ago. I just remembered that one dream was more or less the setting of my novel Woodland Castle. It was that or the actual sixteenth-century Germany. I was a witch (this was the worst time and place to be a witch!) and there was a crowd of men, I think soldiers or knights, right in front of me. One of these men parted from them and walked past me, giving me a horrible glare, like a proto-hipster. This was at a narrow creek—I was about to cross a narrow footbridge toward the crowd, and the hipster-knight was crossing the wooden bridge when he glared at me. I felt creeped out and rejected.


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