Writers live for dreams. Our stock in trade is taking our daydreams and random thoughts and turning them into stories. Even nightmares can become a thriller or romantic suspense. Sometimes, writers have trouble knowing the difference between our thoughts, dreams, and our story. They are all fighting for space in our subconscious.
I have a love/hate relationship with Nyquil. On the one hand, I know if I take it tonight then tomorrow I’ll be all better. But, on the other hand, I’ll suffer nightmares I can’t wake up from. Some people laugh when I say that. But it’s true. On a normal night if the nightmares get too bad I can tell my dream self to wake up, but if I’m drugged out of my mind on cold medicine I’m trapped in a dream world worse than any Freddy Krueger movie.
So like most of life, taking medicine I need is a yin yang decision. Like writing while still being a wife, mother, and grandmother. I can write and feel so good I have the story down on paper, but the family is screaming I’m not spending time with them, or I can spend time with them and wish that I’m writing. A lot of yin yang at my house. LOL
So, what do you push aside to make your dreams come true?