![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shakatanyI do dream but rarely remember them (one of my favorite quotes is "But morning comes to dreamers and they cannot hold their visions." by Mary Elgin in The Wood and the Trees). This morning I had a doozy, full of bits of stuff that had passed through my brain the past few days. When I do remember them I like to try to figure out why I dreamt that particular dream.
There was a mother of strange children who ended up in a water-filled kitchen floating around (I'd recently seen an ad for "Sixteen Candles" where the Anthony Michael Hall character ends up in an aquarium-like coffee table). Somehow Goren of L&O:CI was investigating (I'd watched an ep last night). Then I was one of my heroines (see previous post about creating female characters for adventures in male-dominated TV shows) who learned about a Maquis code (I'd recently read an obit about Anna Marly who wrote songs for the French resistence) from Marc-Ange Draco who was James Bond's father-in-law. Apparently I was now a race car designer who was helping JB (the Roger Moore one--I'd recently found a website for "The Persuaders" so he was on my mind) escape a villainous toy-maker in my latest car. I told him I used to bead necklaces with my Great-aunt Hortense and asked him if he had a great-aunt Hortense and he replied everyone had one and then...the alarm went off. Boy was my subconscious chock full of miscellaneous items that my brain was trying to make sense of *g*
There was a mother of strange children who ended up in a water-filled kitchen floating around (I'd recently seen an ad for "Sixteen Candles" where the Anthony Michael Hall character ends up in an aquarium-like coffee table). Somehow Goren of L&O:CI was investigating (I'd watched an ep last night). Then I was one of my heroines (see previous post about creating female characters for adventures in male-dominated TV shows) who learned about a Maquis code (I'd recently read an obit about Anna Marly who wrote songs for the French resistence) from Marc-Ange Draco who was James Bond's father-in-law. Apparently I was now a race car designer who was helping JB (the Roger Moore one--I'd recently found a website for "The Persuaders" so he was on my mind) escape a villainous toy-maker in my latest car. I told him I used to bead necklaces with my Great-aunt Hortense and asked him if he had a great-aunt Hortense and he replied everyone had one and then...the alarm went off. Boy was my subconscious chock full of miscellaneous items that my brain was trying to make sense of *g*
