Looking back at November, it seems I had fewer dreams that month than any month I can remember. And I have no idea why.

No matter. I’m still tossing my dream tweets together here to see if they make more sense when rubbing up against each other this way.

November’s guest stars included Caroline Kennedy, Robert Silverberg, Jay Lake and the doctors and interns of Seattle Grace Hospital …

November 2013



I dreamt I was about to do a reading and ‪@jay_lake wheeled in a cot so I could tuck in with the audience as if sharing a bedtime story. 30 Nov

I dreamt I was in a hospital for tests, and my nurse handed me a needle and told me to find a vein and draw my own blood. I told her … no. 

30 Nov

I dreamt I took an intensive writing course, which was great, but my teacher could only speak Spanish … and so we had some difficulties.

 29 Nov

I dreamt I peered outside in search of deer, and instead saw a large lizard, at least six feet long, ambling along. Which didn’t seem odd. 

27 Nov

I dreamt a woman was being attacked by a crowd in the UK, and I intervened to save her — but when I looked around after, she’d disappeared.

 27 Nov

I dreamt I was first in line at ‪@FranklinBBQ, with ‪@IreneVartanoff, ‪@Shunn, and ‪@Chavoen. Then a cook ate brisket next to me, torturing us! 

25 Nov

I lost one of last night’s dreams because I have no idea what my scribbled note, meant to act as a memory catalyst, means: MACY’S DREAM BOOK

 23 Nov

I dreamt I bumped into David Kyle and Robert Silverberg at Worldcon. We hugged and wouldn’t let go, as if we knew it was the last time.

 23 Nov

I dreamt I visited a museum in darkness, deliberately so. We we meant to touch the statues and imagine them. Only then did the lights go on.

 22 Nov

I dreamt I stepped outside to discover someone had built a huge brick house on the lot next door, one I’d never noticed being constructed. 

21 Nov

I dreamt two fauns, chased my hunters, took refuge in bushes under my office window. Tried to photograph them, but my camera wouldn’t work.

 21 Nov

I dreamt my mother had died (she’s still very much alive IRL) and my brother sealed her ashes in an Egyptian tomb without asking me first.

 21 Nov

I dreamt I was in the lobby of Seattle Grace with all the docs and interns of Grey’s Anatomy, joking as if we’d known each other a long time.

 20 Nov

I dreamt Tony Isabella told me how much he looked forward to a NYC trip and seeing Mark Hanerfeld, and I had to tell him … Mark was dead.

 20 Nov

I dreamt I was out for a birthday dinner when Stephen Jones set a box of LIFE cereal before me and set it on fire as a celebratory candle.

 18 Nov

I dreamt that while wandering a restaurant, I bumped into young Gordon Van Gelder and current Gordon Van Gelder signing a contract. But why?

 13 Nov

I dreamt I tried to get home after a blizzard, pushing my bicycle through the snow. Wasn’t hard, until I got to massive plowed mountains.

 10 Nov

I dreamt Caroline Kennedy was, for some unknown reason, telling me stories of her childhood, including some juicy LBJ tales. I was giddy. 

10 Nov

I dreamt I was wandering Comic-Con, only … not today’s me, but yesterday’s me. The 17-year-old me. This me. ‪http://www.scottedelman.com/2012/07/17/when-i-was-seventeen-it-was-a-very-hairy-year/ 

10 Nov

I dreamt I was asked my opinion of ’60s Marvel Comics artists vs. today’s and basically answered, “Oh, please!” I ranted that yesterday won. 

10 Nov

I dreamt we arrived three hours early for dinner at ‪@NextRestaurant, where we were seated, but — then ‪@DCBeran came and said, “Go away!”

 10 Nov

Many dreams last night, but sadly, only bits and pieces remembered. Cthulhu breakfast cereal. Paintings thick with oil paint. No context.

 8 Nov

I dreamt I was at ‪@MaryRobinette‘s farm with the entire membership of ‪#WFC2013 as she showed off her chickens before a slaughter and feast.

 2 Nov