The last 2 nights I have had seriously bizarre dreams. For the 1st, I had to have seen a clip of the movie, Alien3 while flipping through TV channels, because my dream starred a woman giving birth to an alien baby. I spent the entire dream wondering how in the heck she got pregnant by an alien in the first place, just like I did way back when I watched that movie. *I cringe just admitting that this was one of my dreams* The 2nd night's dream was even more bizarre, but I don't think I'll share that one because it gave me a super cool idea for a sci-fi novel I'd like to write in the future. *wink*
The truth is, the reason I talk in my sleep is because I have vivid dreams. And my dreams are speaking to me, telling me one very important thing...I haven't been writing enough the last few days. *sheepish grin* I helped host a baby shower this weekend and the days leading up to it while I feverishly created centerpieces, banners, and cupcakes, left me no time to even think about any of my 3 W.I.Ps.
Now, while a break from writing is a good thing for fresh perspective and all that and it did lead to a new story idea...there is also such thing as too much of a good thing. My dreams are letting me know that the break better be over, or I am going to have a grumpy hubs, *laughs* and an even more bizarre dream.
So, I spent several hours adding some awesome material to my W.I.P. today, and my mind is wrung out. I bet we all sleep well tonight.
|How about some alien love?|