One month ends, and another begins, so let’s see what treats my subconscious left me in July, shall we? I was visited by Andre the Giant, John Kessel, Kevin Sorbo, David Hartwell, Harlan Ellison, Snookie, and more.<\/p>\n
July 2012 Dreams<\/strong><\/p>\n I dreamt I arrived late to acting class, and my partner, who wasn’t happy, had to explain the teacher’s instructions about our coming scene. 30 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I was in a room with two identical incarnations of my mother. I tried and failed to figure out which needed to go to the hospital. 30 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I was on staff at Marvel Comics discussing Cosmic Cube variations — Cosmic Cone, anyone? — with Danny Fingeroth. 30 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt that as I walked a city street, David Hartwell approached, accompanied by Andre the Giant. I never learned why they were together. 30 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I arrived at a play to find the OTHER Scott Edelman’s name already on a volunteer sign-up, which I feared would lead to confusion. 30 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt that as Stephen Colbert ran through a blooming lotus garden, I jogged a path alongside it, until we met at garden’s end. 30 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt that as a I wandered a city, large dogs would stop and attempt to deliver a message. But sadly, I could not decipher their speech. 29 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I was being hunted by those towering X-Men Sentinels. No idea why they were after me — I wasn’t a mutant — but I hid anyway. 29 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I jogged through a city, and after several blocks, realized — Hey! I’ve never been able to run this well before! So I woke up. 28 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt that at the end of a bad day, I remembered that though I cancelled that morning’s trip, I never called the airline about my flight. 28 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I’d received a copy of Sean Howe’s upcoming history of Marvel Comics and flipped through the insert looking at photos of friends. 27 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I wandered Walmart tugging a huge Mickey Mouse balloon-in-balloon balloon, Irene able to find me as it bobbed above the aisles. 27 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n How obsessed am I with getting tickets to @Alinea<\/a>? I actually dreamt last night about an email exchange leading to me scoring what I needed. 26 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt the zombie plague had a two-fold effect — some turned zombie, others only LOOKED like zombies, and were often mistakenly killed. 26 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt that to escape zombies, I locked myself in a room, knowing it was only a temporary solution, and I’d have to leave to combat them. 26 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I had two unconnected dreams about zombies last night about four hours apart. And the second of them could even be story fodder. Hmmm … 26 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt Paul McCartney came by and fixed some closet shelves in need of repair. Who knew his hobby was carpentry? We didn’t speak of music. 25 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt that as I returned from a trip to the Nebula Awards, I began packing for the following Nebulas Awards weekend, a whole year away. 25 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I was an old beggar in India trying to rescue two slum kids from a life of poverty by teaching them skills for a better life. 25 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I still edited a print magazine, and scurried around the office in search of slides so the art director could design the new issue. 24 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I was attacked by a huge white wolf, defended myself as best I could with lawn furniture and was ultimately rescued by Kevin Sorbo. 24 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I visited my mother in the hospital when she clutched her chest and screamed that I should get a nurse. I ran, but never found one. 23 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I was in some bizarre The Big C\/Breaking Bad<\/em> mashup with Jesse Pinkman and Andrea Jackson — but I don’t recall what we were doing! 23 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I videotaped myself very hilariously attempting to tell the entire convoluted plot of Lost<\/em>, without refreshing my memory first. 23 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I pulled over at a highway rest stop, found a large, abandoned white dog, and resisted taking him home, even though he was cute. 23 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt a “friend” tossed me a bag of white powder, then used it to frame me as the head of a drug ring and for the murder of an old lady. 22 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt Irene and I moved into a huge circular apartment building Oprah built in the desert, only then starting to notice its many flaws. 22 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt a producer was hectoring me to star in a John Carter movie, and I kept rebuffing him because I didn’t want to ruin my indie cred. 22 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I was in a restaurant kitchen as a chef cooked mounds of wings, dumping baskets on my table until they spilled over the sides. 22 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I looked through my wallet so I could buy a subway token, but all I could find were unfamiliar bills with gold thread. Where was I? 21 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt a guy sitting in front of me for a financial services class started a fist fight, and we had to be separated. I don’t remember why. 21 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n My subconscious must _really_ be looking forward to dining at Next — I dreamt I’d just been served the Platonic ideal of pork belly there. 21 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dream I got trapped with Snookie at a Comic-Con party, and all I could think was “How the Hell did this happen and how do I get out of it? 20 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n Many dreams, but only dribs and drabs remembered — my boss, a ukulele, a play audition. No plots or context survived into consciousness. 18 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt my son visited and brought along a girlfriend I didn’t know about, all this taking place in an apartment I lived in at his age. 15 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt Jim Salicrup sang ’60s rock songs and wanted help ID-ing the original bands, but I was useless. I was reading comics back then! 15 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n Found a note next to my bed, reading — NAIL GUN VS HIT MAN — in my handwriting that I didn’t remember scribbling. ‘Twas a forgotten dream! 14 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I watched Susan Casper give a speech to a con crowd from inside a plastic bubble, like someone with no immunity. (Or a gerbil.) 13 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I watched two enormous Road Warrior<\/em>-like trucks drag racing and setting the world on fire with flamethowers. Somehow, I survived. 13 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I was being hunted like something out of The Fugitive<\/em>, and instead of getting away, I accidentally led my pursuer to my house. 12 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt a former boss delicately suggested I go to rehab, and no matter how much I protested I don’t even drink, he wouldn’t believe me. 12 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I was part of a late-night comedy show with the cast members a blend of 30 Rock<\/em> and SNL<\/em> players, and I brought them homemade soda. 12 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I walked the cobblestones of a sleepy Italian village, surrounded by tiny, ancient women in black, upset I couldn’t find dim sum. 11 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt Irene was a bouncer at a bar, but she fell asleep at the door, so I snuck past her, and looked forward to surprising her as I left. 11 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I introduced Gardner Dozois and John Kessel to Paul Levitz while standing in front of an apartment building along Ocean Parkway. 11 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I bit into a Reese’s peanut butter cup and was horrified to find it filled with — applesauce! I quickly spit it out and tossed it. 9 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I wandered Bensonhurst, came upon a celebration of the Russian revolution, thousands of uniformed soldiers standing at attention. 9 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt I woke at night on an Antarctic cruiseship, thought, “I’m in Antarctica! Why am I wasting time onboard?” And tried to sneak ashore. 9 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt Irene had a job working for an SF TV show, and told me someone was quitting, which I let slip before it was meant to go public. 8 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt that after @tinytempest<\/a> said she was moving in with a bunch of other writers, I bored her with a detailed history of Slan Shacks. 8 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n I dreamt my dog came near, begging to be petted. I stroked him, but knew it was a dream. I love animals, just not as things to be owned. 7 Jul<\/em><\/p>\n