Of course, by then I was half-awake and hugging the remaining wisps of the dream, so I didn't even remember how it started. All I had was the one creepy-weird-crazy scene.
It's one of those dreams that I actually took the time to write down what I remembered happening, because it has the potential to be something. This is the second time this year I've had a dream that revolves around kingdoms and fantasy, which makes me even more sure that my mind is begging me to write fantasy again. So maybe I will! *eyes FizzyPop and backs away slowly...again...?*
It doesn't help that this past weekend, I devoured Rae Carson's THE CROWN OF EMBERS, which was hands-down the best book I've read so far this year, and pure epic fantasy. This past spring when Kristin Cashore's BITTERBLUE came out, I had the same experience. How can contemporary match the sheer innovativeness of fantasy? I put FizzyPop aside then, too. *coughs*
This scene is still spinning around in my head, and asking me Who/What/When/Where/Why/How. I've already created a later scene in my head that really intrigues me, and wrote that down as well. But again, like with all the fantasy ideas that taunt me, I need to find the motivation in the plot and develop so much before I can sit down to write. Blargh!
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