Saturday, October 11, 2008

Wishies


Had such extended, vivid dreaming last night. Could understand where some of it came from, didn't get some of it but just felt it meant something. There was a feeling of portent and fear. Something ain't right.

Still, what do you do? Sent off what I feel is one of my best short stories to a mag overseas (it's a dark love story... will I ever stop writing about love?) and have started compiling some funny stuff to approach agents and publishers with.

Meantime, I read about wishies while reading Isabelle's blog. I like the idea of something called a wishie.

5 comments:

Kathryn said...

That's interesting, a wishie, that is. I do make a wish every time I blow dandelion fluff but never knew there were others out there that are not dandelions.

Did my ghost pics give you frightening dreams? Or were they just a bit silly?

Kathryn said...

I meant were the photos silly, not your dreams. :)

Lee said...

Nah, don't remember what I dreamed last night. The dream that spooked me was the night before, and I still remember parts of it vividly. Mainly it's a feeling it left me with. Dunno.

The photos were fun. Will look at them again later.

Y said...

Which reminds me, I haven't read any of your short stories in awhile!

Lee said...

I'll send you something right now...