Valentina RemenarHowdy, howdy! Did everyone have a nice Thanksgiving? I must admit that I had a lovely day with delicious food and great company. As for today’s post, I wanted to talk a little about dreams and how they influence my writing. Why? Because a couple of friends wanted to know if I remember my dreams and, if so, do they affect my writing in any way. The short answer is: occasionally. The dreams I do remember tend to be boring every day type things (usually just conversations with a random person) or terrifying nightmares that I bury deep down inside my mind. There’s rarely anything between the two. But, it’s the in between that usually become stories themselves.
Most of the time, my dreams fade away as quickly as they come. If I do remember anything, it’s usually unintelligible garbage that I ignore or, if I’m having issues with a particular story and I’m getting desperate, I sift through in the hopes of finding some magical answer. I’ve never had anything happen that’s as fabulous as the image above, but my dreams can still be pretty cool. In other words, while dreams are neat and sometimes helpful, they aren’t an integral part of my writing system.
If I’m lucky, I’ll find an answer to a plot problem if I really focus on a certain part of a dream. The most recent example I have is actually from last night. I was having one of my stupid conversation dreams (I don’t even remember who I was talking to), and the only topic that stuck out to me was a random mention of Medusa. I’ve been trying to figure out how to insert some more hints at demons and monsters early on in G&G, but I was stuck at a part in chapter three that I had no clue how to tweak. A version of Medusa’s powers will actually really help me out there.
In extremely rare instances, I’ll come away from a dream with a story idea. I can actually only think of two off the top of my head. I even wrote a little synopsis of one to help me remember it:
Dream Idea – Nick has no luck with animals. The one pet he had as a kid died, and his mother refused to give details. He constantly feels like he’s being watched, and has nightmares of nothing but blood. Little does he know that two factions of shifters are after him to be their savior. One wants death and destruction, the other wants peace. Which one will win his allegiance?
This was written after a bigger story started formulating in my head. The dream itself was actually just a kid playing outside with a puppy that ended really bad with blood and yelping and sadness. And there were two pairs of glowing eyes in the bushes on either side of the yard. It was weird and creepy and memorable. I got distracted by other stories, though, so I haven’t worked on this one.
So, I guess my dreams influence my writing sometimes, but not as much as other things. Daydreams, on the other hand, play a huge role in my writing. But that’s a topic for another time. What about you? Do your dreams influence your creative processes? To what extent? Leave your thoughts and comments here or on my social media pages.