She dreams in color

I’ve been having a lot of dreams lately. Nothing interesting — I dreamt about working out at the gym and there was one about me going into an office. I even had the dreaded going back to school dream, teacher version. (Most definitely tied to my upcoming workshop at the NECRWA conference)

But I’m actually very happy to be dreaming once again about PEOPLE and PLACES. Shortly before leaving the dreaded day job, I was having awful nightmares that consisted entirely of computer screens. I dreamt of e-mail and of me typing out messages. Twisted.

This actually did worry me a bit. What was happening to my mind that my subconscious could only dream about screens and applications? My world had narrowed down to this rectangle in front of me. Of course, I extrapolated this into thinking about what sorts of visions and fantasies will people imagine when their input is coming primarily from the window of their computer?

I usually try to shake these thoughts away. Children today are learning how to process information differently from when we were learning. I just have to have faith that the brain will adapt, the same way it’s had to adapt in each generation. Kids these days with their loud rock ‘n roll music…

For me, I’m very happy to be dreaming in color again. It lets me know I’m getting better.


  1. Kristi
    Mar 18, 2010 @ 07:06:37

    On more than one project, I have dreamed that I was debugging code line by line. I would wake up, unable to shake myself out of it and fall back asleep, still debugging code. Then had to go back to work and do more of the same for real. That sucks.

    Glad to hear your dreams are back to normal 🙂

  2. Dara
    Mar 18, 2010 @ 10:00:51

    At least your dreams are from your point of view. I’ve been having more and more where it’s not *me* in the dream but some random character or person. Good news is I’ve gotten one or two story ideas out of it. But for the amount I’ve been having, that’s only like a small percentage that I can actually use.

    Like last night’s dream for example had this eerily creepy but utterly gorgeous young man (definitely not my husband…and no clue who it was) who had such blonde hair it was close to white–and shining. And I wasn’t *me* but someone else.

    Those kind bother me 😛

  3. Jeannie Lin
    Mar 18, 2010 @ 13:38:57

    Kristi – Ugh…debugging code. I think that’s why we need to write about something fun to take ourselves away.

    Dara – Sounds like your imagination is running wild. Don’t fight it!