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    1. Young-adult fiction dream characters (How did this get under the radar?!)

      by , 11-04-2014 at 12:27 AM (Journal #86)
      11-03-2014: It's been a while since I last posted here. Yes, I have had some strange dreams over the past three years, but either they went too fast or I haven't had the time or bad days have caught up to me...repeatedly.

      However, the one last night was pretty memorable. I was able to also match the description of the dream character as well. She had brown hair and brown eyes, a petit build, wearing a beige bubble jacket, dark blue jeans with black high top Chucks (Converse Chuck Taylor All-Stars, for those who don't get the popular term) with either aqua green or sky blue shoelaces.

      She also looked around 14 or 15-17 years of age, and politely asked me and another character on a bus as she walked by, "Is anybody sitting here?" I didn't get to see what happened next, as I woke up around 6:30~40-ish. I believe she appeared in one other dream I had a couple of months ago, stemming from a strange YouTube video I saw detailing the uploader's views on reactions if YouTube user davemadson was terminated, and one of which had a screaming little girl that likely came from an episode of R.L. Stine's The Haunting Hour that aired on Discovery Family (formerly The Hub). (On a sad note, he DID have to close down his channel on April 7, 2014 because of his busy personal life AND Microsoft discontinuing support for Windows XP that day--and I didn't even subscribe to him.)

      However, it was likely the girl from last night's dream but with the same clothes clinging to me, holding on to my left arm like she's scared of somebody. And yes, she still had the same (either) medium or dark brown hair and brown eyes. Again, I didn't know what happened next like the dream last night, as I woke up early.

      One of my life goals is to write a YA story, or young-adult novel. And as I'm writing this entry, I'm considering making her the main character. As I listen to a lot of music, I am also considering what kind of playlist she might have (personally, I would like it to be '90s mixed with today) as well. I am also in my 19th year writing (got my first computer/word processor in 1994, didn't start writing until 1995). In regards to the dream character, I haven't given her a name yet. I am also considering creating teenage boy characters where James Lafferty and Miko Hughes are inspirations/ideas (this is starting to become a trademark habit of mine) as well that serve as an interest to her. However, I'm not sure whether to base the story in California or North Carolina yet.

      I have found out in recent years that writing a story that takes place in North Carolina is a lot harder than writing one that takes place in California. This has been going on since late-2003 when I took a creative writing class in my senior year of high school. And I also learned that writing a young-adult novel is a tall order and I've got my work cut out for me. So that means I'd better get going and not let life distractions get in the way of achieving said goal. Until next time...WM86
    2. Shifter

      by , 07-02-2011 at 03:42 AM
      Last night I was a sort of vigilante private investigator that could shift between states of reality (ie, there was reality, then there was this second state where things in that state were semi transparent and could only interact with objects/people in the same state. When I was in that state I could also cause other objects/people to shift into that state as well). My partner (who has the same shifting skill) and I were in an early 1900s city trying to figure out who ruined a certain scientist's groundbreaking medical research. His lab (on the 9th floor of a 12-story building) had been totally burned and the fire had severely damaged the surrounding floors. My first place I checked out was the building itself.

      The dream actually started when I went in with a team of four other investigators. Turns out there were a bunch of assassins or something trying to torch the rest of the building, and they would stop the elevator at every floor as and we'd have to get out and fight them hand-to-hand. It was intense. At one point these assassins started using Halo-style plasma swords. That was one heck of a fight. It was crazy vivid.

      Once my team and I made it to the scientist's floor, we discovered there wasn't much to see. The floor had collapsed, and the floors above and below it were so badly burned we were afraid the rest of the building would come down, so we left.

      The dream became somewhat disconnected after that, and I just remember me and my partner checking out potential suspects at dinner parties in fancy hotel lobbies and walking through some underground walkway (kind of like a subway) discussing the case. We would use our shifting abilities to hide inside walls and listen in on conversations, get inside locked rooms, tail suspects, etc.

      The dream returned to maximum realism for the climax. My partner and I, having made only disconnected discoveries, were in a small auditorium watching this scientist and his assistants give their much-delayed presentation on his groundbreaking discovery. Halfway through the presentation, I noticed my partner was quite uneasy. I had asked the scientist a question, and he had kind of freaked out when he saw my partner. At this point, the scientist totally lost it, started throwing things at my partner, and the clues assembled themselves and I realized my partner had committed the crime. Right then and there he tried to pull a knife. I ran, and at the doors one of his minions burst through and tried to kill me. A second guy locked the door behind him. I actually remember blocking the attack, then grabbing him around the neck from behind and stabbing him in the gut out of desperation with a pen lying close by on a table.

      While my partner and I had been successful at hiding our shifting ability from others up to that point, I was forced to shift into the alternate state and escape by running right through the locked door. My partner shifted as well and tried to follow, but I shifted the door and he smashed into it totally cartoon style. From then I only remember sprinting down the stairs and bursting out into the street. Night had fallen. Police were coming.

      Then I woke up all like "duuuuuude."