Thursday, January 31, 2013

This One Was So Weird~ Dreams


I don't dream much or at least I rarely remember them when I wake up. I'm not talking about the visions I get in prayers, but actual sleep time dreams. Those dreams I do remember have a point. This one was so weird, I have to share it.

This is one I remembered so vividly. It was about this blog and the writing in this blog. Maybe I've been focusing too hard on it now that I have two stroke organizations reading it. Or, that it finally sunk in that almost 300 people a day are clicking on my site. Or maybe, I noticed how many times I've used "I" and filler words in writing my blogs. Or maybe, my English grammar is kicking in with all this writing I've been doing. I didn't honestly know, but now I do after pondering it for twenty-four hours.

But here's how the dream unfolds...

 I get emails when someone writes a comment so that's the first things I do in the mornings over my cup of Earl Grey tea. I'm reading the comments to my blog and other emails. A person with the handle of 'Abby' writes: "And you call yourself a writer?" Then she proceeds to point out every time I've used the word "I" to start a sentence. As if that was not bad enough, she points out every time I used "ly" as a modifier and "that!." If it was just one post it wouldn't be so bad, but it went back two weeks on every blog I'd written! I'm scrolling past comment after comment.

I awoke with a start. I was so flummoxed I didn't even get dressed. I powered up my computer and fixed a cup of tea. I searched my emails for any comments by Abby. Whew! There were none, but I carried it a step farther. I searched all the comments on my blogs including the spams under Blogspot. Satisfied and breathed a sigh of relief, it was in fact only a dream. No Abby was found.

But the dream wouldn't let go of me that easily. It haunted me even though I was wide awake and for the past twenty-four hours since. My brain hasn't functioned right to let me edit text since my stroke. It was a quirky cognitive brain function I'd lost and was very frustrating to me. Then I realized, think flash bulbs going off in my head, it was exactly how I did a critique on a first editing pass. Every time I found "ly" as a modifier, I'd cross out the "ly" and jot in FBW (Find Better Word) and used the "find" function for every "that" which was used improperly as a filler.

This morning I opened my WIP and edited what I had written. I am EDITING! Wahoo! The dream was finally sorting itself out.

I've called myself Abby Normal since I saw the movie "Young Frankenstein" with Gene Wilder in 1974. I love that movie. The term Abby Normal just fit me me to a "T."
Dr. Frankenstein: Now... that brain that you gave me... was it Hans Delbruck's?
Igor: [Crosses arms] No.
Dr. Frankenstein: [Holds up hand] Ah. Good. Uh... would you mind telling me... whose brain... I did put in?
Igor: And you won't be angry?
Dr. Frankenstein: I will not be angry.
Igor: [Shrugs] Abby...someone.
Dr. Frankenstein: Abby someone? Abby who?
Igor: Abby Normal.
Dr. Frankenstein: [takes a deep breath] Abby Normal?
Igor: I'm almost sure that was the name. [He and Dr. Frankenstein laugh]
Dr. Frankenstein: Are you saying... [Stands] that I put an abnormal brain... [Puts hand on Igor's hump] into a 7 and a half foot long... 54- inch wide... [Grabs Igor by throat] GORILLA?!?!?! [Strangling Igor] IS THAT WHAT YOU'RE TELLING ME!?! 
< copied from Wikiquote>

The 'Abby' in the messages was my subconscious mind telling my conscious mind how to edit my own work. Now I can't wait for Abby to visit me again in my dreams, and tell me more. Maybe I won't have to hire an editor for my book after all. Well, I still might.


So have you had any weird dreams lately?

Keep writing and loving the Lord.

8 comments:

Zan Marie said...

Abby is the name of your Inner Editor, Jo! Mine looks like a 1950s era school teacher. ; )
BTW, she says the very same things yours does. LOL!

J.L. Murphey said...

LOL Zan Marie. Probably the same one. Shocking orange hair, evil looking half glasses pushed halfway down her nose, and carries a big ruler to rap your knuckles with for the error?

Zan Marie said...

Oh, no. Check this blog out for a picture. ; ) Hint, you might recognize her.

http://intheshadeofthecherrytree.blogspot.com/2011/06/tea-with-my-inner-editor.html

J.L. Murphey said...

LOL Zan Marie,
Close.

Debra Giuffrida said...

Young Frankenstein is my favorite movie, right up there with Casablanca. So many quotes are stored in my brain and Abby Normal is one of them! Right next to "Frau Blucker!" (can't do the umlaut over the u).

As to weird dreams...as matter of fact last night I had one! I was lunging a palomino mare inside a large show facility. The mare was due to go into the arena and I was helping out. Somehow the lunge line dropped from my hand and the mare escaped and ran away. Panic ensued and I found her up on top of this huge tall contraption that sliced carrots! Fear grabbed my heart because it looked like she was going to fall into the cutter. The only way up to where she was perched was a steep ramp that I couldn't climb, I kept slipping back down. At that moment, in my dream, I stopped and tried to figure out how she had gotten to the top. Then I woke up. The dream has stuck with me all day. Weird.

J.L. Murphey said...

Debra,
Sounds like your depression bite you back. See going to the drugstore would have saved you that dream. LOL

Cloris Leachman was a riot in that film.

Rebecca Dutton said...

I had to laugh when you mentioned the word "that." I never publish a post until I have reread my draft for unnecessary thats. I start sentences with the word I because the words you and us give the impression that I am trying to tell people what to do.

J.L. Murphey said...

But Rebecca,
I am trying to tell people what to do. LOL No, not really. Right now I'm having issues with pronoun confusion. Things that refer to she are coming out he and them. English can be so confusing even though it is the only language I know right now.Parts of my mind are opening up which is scary.