Dreams: I dreamed a bunch of us visited a family in England. The family lived in a tower or castle, but they struck me as American middle-class. I think it was a cultural exchange because I have a sense they were sharing stories with us, but all I can recall (from Tuesday) is at one point we were making a circle of fir cones around the father for some magical or mystical reason.
I dreamed Wednesday and Thursday night, but I don't recall the content other than I think they were discussion dreams and that one this Friday morning was very Technicolor with an electronica-pop music score Jean Micheal Jarre could have written.
Writing: Writing has been hard. I've fallen back to just writing to keep the word count at about 500 to 1000 depending. OK, sometimes 250. I guess I'm in a fallow period or something where it's hard to engage with what I'm doing. As I was writing yesterday, I realized I wasn't feeling any of the characters' excitement or excitement about the subject. I switched to drawing, and that helped me some, but then the crazy John-runes appeared, which arc cool, but may be a sign of frustration (they used to freak out one of my co-workers, who opined that I drew them when I was stressed).
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