Looking back at November, it seems I had fewer dreams that month than any month I can remember. And I have no idea why.<\/p>\n
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. <\/p>\n
November’s guest stars included Caroline Kennedy, Robert Silverberg, Jay Lake and the doctors and interns of Seattle Grace Hospital …<\/p>\n
November 2013<\/strong><\/p>\n \u2028\u2028I dreamt I was about to do a reading and \u202a@jay_lake<\/a> wheeled in a cot so I could tuck in with the audience as if sharing a bedtime story. 30 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n 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. \u2028\u202830 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I took an intensive writing course, which was great, but my teacher could only speak Spanish … and so we had some difficulties.\u2028\u2028 29 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n 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. \u2028\u202827 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n 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.\u2028\u2028 27 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I was first in line at \u202a@FranklinBBQ<\/a>, with \u202a@IreneVartanoff<\/a>, \u202a@Shunn<\/a>, and \u202a@Chavoen<\/a>. Then a cook ate brisket next to me, torturing us! \u2028\u202825 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n 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\u2028\u2028 23 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n 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.\u2028\u2028 23 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n 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.\u2028\u2028 22 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n 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. \u2028\u202821 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n 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.\u2028\u2028 21 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n 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.\u2028\u2028 21 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I was in the lobby of Seattle Grace with all the docs and interns of Grey’s Anatomy<\/em>, joking as if we’d known each other a long time.\u2028\u2028 20 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n 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.\u2028\u2028 20 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n 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.\u2028\u2028 18 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt that while wandering a restaurant, I bumped into young Gordon Van Gelder and current Gordon Van Gelder signing a contract. But why?\u2028\u2028 13 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n 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.\u2028\u2028 10 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt Caroline Kennedy was, for some unknown reason, telling me stories of her childhood, including some juicy LBJ tales. I was giddy. \u2028\u202810 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I was wandering Comic-Con, only … not today’s me, but yesterday’s me. The 17-year-old me. This me. \u202ahttp:\/\/www.scottedelman.com\/2012\/07\/17\/when-i-was-seventeen-it-was-a-very-hairy-year\/<\/a> \u2028\u202810 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n 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. \u2028\u202810 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt we arrived three hours early for dinner at \u202a@NextRestaurant<\/a>, where we were seated, but — then \u202a@DCBeran<\/a> came and said, “Go away!”\u2028\u2028 10 Nov<\/em><\/p>\n