I have, and have always had, the wildest, most vivid dreams when I’m sleeping. Some of them are hilarious in retrospect and I wake up laughing, then laugh at them all day long. Some of them are terrifying and horrible. I might share my dreams with a few people, but for the most part, I… Read more »
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Pants Pants PANTS
Perhaps (based on emails I received from friends across the pond) I should have clarified that when I said (in my last post) that Shah Rukh Khan stole my pants (in my dream) and wore them in the rain, I meant pants in the American sense, not pants in the British sense (see definition 2b)…. Read more »
Dreams, Whales, Books
I’ve been rather itinerant for the last week or so… did some visiting, some birthday celebrating, and so much reading that you’d think I’d be reading in my dreams. Instead, I had a dream that Shah Rukh Khan raided my suitcase, stole my pants, wore them in a rainstorm and ruined them. This is nearly… Read more »
Randutiae for a Busy Week
I’m still having a funny stretch of dreams. The other night, after yet another trapeze class, I dreamed about a guy who was taking trapeze lessons. His name was Ted Zeppelin. The soundtrack of the dream was Pink Floyd, though, so there might be some band confusion in my brain somewhere. A quote from Mark… Read more »
I Dreamed a Dream
Some news deserves mention on the blog: in Germany, Fire, or Die Flammende, debuted on the Spiegel adult hardcover bestseller list. Shazam! Thanks so much to my German readers. I cannot wait to visit you in March. Also, FYI to American and Canadian readers: Fire is just coming out in paperback (the release date is… Read more »
