Sorry for the late replies on the comments earlier today on my author page, as well as, Walker Talk. I’ve been working since 9:30 am and just got off at 8:45 pm. I know for some of you that is a cake walk but it was like torture not being able to sit down and write away at my new novel.
I started reading this book called “2,000-10,000” by Rachel Aaron. I will say if you are a writer, this could be a nice little read for you only because she gives you professional ways of being able to write faster. I’ve actually started taking her advice and logged my hours and numbers every time I sit down to write. Honestly, I think this method is actually helping me only because I never thought that in the afternoon and at night I write a whole lot more than I do in the morning. Plus, it’s a time I really enjoy writing. When I hit seven days, I’ll post my logs up here on my blog to show you the progress so far. I would definitely love to eventually be able to write 10,000 words a day, but I’m going to have to start disciplining myself. No video games, No tv, and no wifi until I write 10k a day.
Now, what has been on my mind all day? Over the last four years, I have used my nightmares as a way to write my stories. To be quite honest with you, they actually have started to not feel like nightmares anymore, but I had one dream last year that has really stuck to me cause it scared the living crap out of me. It literally woke me up and had me curling up next to Nadine with tears in me eyes (Yes, I do get a little emotional when I have these dreams.) Anyways, I want to share it with you guys because I thought about it yesterday while scribbling down some notes.
I was at Wal-Mart with Nadine, and we were about to check out in the Garden and Outdoor department. We were sitting there at check out talking about what we were going to eat for dinner that night, when the customer in front of us was getting frustrated with the cashier. We were both taken aback by the things the man was saying, but we didn’t expect him to pull out a pistol. Everyone ran away to different corners of the department and store as the lunatic started firing bullets in different directions. Nadine and I ran down an aisle in the garden department, but something didn’t feel right when we hid behind some cardboard boxes. Nadine’s eyes were wide open and her expression was of utter shock. At first, I didn’t realize what had happened, until I found that she had blood on the naval of her shirt. A bullet had pierced through her back and out of her belly. I pulled her close to my body and hugged her as tight as I could and cried praying to god that this could not be happening. It felt so real, and the scary thing is, I really don’t know how anyone could handle a situation like that. Even just writing about this dream still makes my heart sink to my stomach to the point, where I almost want to puke.
Have you ever had a dream that felt so real you had to grab the person next to you to make sure they were still alive? Have your ever sought out to find out what the dream may have meant in the first place to have it?