Dream Foo and Story Idea Foo
Mar. 19th, 2006 09:50 amBloody Murder and a call in the night!
One dream had me being waken in the middle of the night by a phone call. And it was apparently someone I used to RPG with (although I didn't recognize them either in the dream or after waking... in the dream I had a vague 'maybe it's _this_ guy...' feeling, but that's it), wanted to know if I wanted to start up a gaming group again. And I was trying to tell him, 'hey, man, y'know, I'm not going to give you an answer right now because it's 3am and I'm really sleepy.' But he wouldn't take the hint and kept talking. So I got up and looked something up on the internet while talking to him on the phone. But then I woke up for real.
Other dream was about a series of bloody murders... the only thing that was connecting them was that the murder weapon also had other blood on it... and the blood was often later found to be the blood of the _next_ victim.
Then the dream shifted to the murders itself, where there were three women, let's call them victim, killer, and orchestrator. Victim and killer were fighting with a knife, and killer killed victim... but she didn't particularly want to, orchestrator basically forced her on threat of death, to seek out their next target and engage them in a knife fight. Whoever lost, died, and whoever won, they had to get her blood on the knife, and then the orchestrator would make _her_ attack the next victim. Except the current killer had won the last few rounds, and in fact in this time didn't even get wounded enough to get her own blood on the knife... so orchestrator said that she had to cut her again, then (because she was evil and crazy) said that she had something special in mind for this time, and instead of just cutting enough to draw blood, cut off the killer's left hand. I guess orchestrator figured killer had too long a willing streak so she wanted to handicap her for the next fight. But by this time the killer was so traumatized and numb she just sort of went along with it and didn't even care.
*shrug*. Weird. No idea where it came from.
And off the topic of dreams and onto stories...
Every once in a while I get an idea for a SFish story, but for whatever reason I know immediately that I'm never going to explore it myself, even if I think it might have some potential. So, instead of keeping it to myself like I usually do (and tinker with it here and there but never wind up finishing), I release it into the wild. Hell, it may have already been done, but still:
Time travel story, basically about an obsessed fan who's come back in time, one way, to 'correct' the perceived mistakes of the group he's fannish about. Could be adapted to a number of situations, but the one that spawned it was the Beatles. The story (in my head, but as I said, I'm not interested enough to actually follow through and write it) would actually follow a detective who's investigating the murder of Yoko Ono before she met Lennon, and finding strange evidence that seems connected to a long-time friend of the Beatles (since he came back to before they were famous and set himself up to befriend them). He can't solve it, but keeps coming back to it, and so we follow the alternate history in little vignettes as he investigates it, or is called in because there's a connection between that murder and the murder of a young Mark David Chapman.
Anyway, not really the best idea in the world, granted, but it captured my interest for a few minutes.
And now that work's done, I'm going back to sleep for a bit.
One dream had me being waken in the middle of the night by a phone call. And it was apparently someone I used to RPG with (although I didn't recognize them either in the dream or after waking... in the dream I had a vague 'maybe it's _this_ guy...' feeling, but that's it), wanted to know if I wanted to start up a gaming group again. And I was trying to tell him, 'hey, man, y'know, I'm not going to give you an answer right now because it's 3am and I'm really sleepy.' But he wouldn't take the hint and kept talking. So I got up and looked something up on the internet while talking to him on the phone. But then I woke up for real.
Other dream was about a series of bloody murders... the only thing that was connecting them was that the murder weapon also had other blood on it... and the blood was often later found to be the blood of the _next_ victim.
Then the dream shifted to the murders itself, where there were three women, let's call them victim, killer, and orchestrator. Victim and killer were fighting with a knife, and killer killed victim... but she didn't particularly want to, orchestrator basically forced her on threat of death, to seek out their next target and engage them in a knife fight. Whoever lost, died, and whoever won, they had to get her blood on the knife, and then the orchestrator would make _her_ attack the next victim. Except the current killer had won the last few rounds, and in fact in this time didn't even get wounded enough to get her own blood on the knife... so orchestrator said that she had to cut her again, then (because she was evil and crazy) said that she had something special in mind for this time, and instead of just cutting enough to draw blood, cut off the killer's left hand. I guess orchestrator figured killer had too long a willing streak so she wanted to handicap her for the next fight. But by this time the killer was so traumatized and numb she just sort of went along with it and didn't even care.
*shrug*. Weird. No idea where it came from.
And off the topic of dreams and onto stories...
Every once in a while I get an idea for a SFish story, but for whatever reason I know immediately that I'm never going to explore it myself, even if I think it might have some potential. So, instead of keeping it to myself like I usually do (and tinker with it here and there but never wind up finishing), I release it into the wild. Hell, it may have already been done, but still:
Time travel story, basically about an obsessed fan who's come back in time, one way, to 'correct' the perceived mistakes of the group he's fannish about. Could be adapted to a number of situations, but the one that spawned it was the Beatles. The story (in my head, but as I said, I'm not interested enough to actually follow through and write it) would actually follow a detective who's investigating the murder of Yoko Ono before she met Lennon, and finding strange evidence that seems connected to a long-time friend of the Beatles (since he came back to before they were famous and set himself up to befriend them). He can't solve it, but keeps coming back to it, and so we follow the alternate history in little vignettes as he investigates it, or is called in because there's a connection between that murder and the murder of a young Mark David Chapman.
Anyway, not really the best idea in the world, granted, but it captured my interest for a few minutes.
And now that work's done, I'm going back to sleep for a bit.