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Dream Writing
How dreams enhance my creative ability.
Sometime in the middle of last night I was dreaming. Deeply. My mind was writing the next great American Novel and I was along for the ride.
As I was sleeping I realized that I should wake up and actually write down what I was composing in my dreams. But the heavy sleep was so needed, and welcomed.
My mind continued writing fast and furious. “Wake up! Wake up!” it screamed to me between outlining the entire story and writing award winning lines of dialogue. I fought for control of my own sleep. It was so good — both the story and the slumber. I didn’t want to disturb either. I reasoned with myself that I would remember it all in the morning.
My mind frantically begged me to write it down so I wouldn’t forget it. Knowing that was the right thing to do, I finally gave in and turned the light on. Squinting the brightness out of my eyes I reached for the pen and pad of paper on the nightstand, and began writing what my mind so desperately wanted me to. I transcribed the entire story, every single word from beginning to end, onto the paper.
I don’t remember turning the light off or falling back asleep. But when I woke, I had the faintest memory of Dream Writing. Something wonderful. Something epic. I reached for the pad of paper.
