Words from the Otherworld: A good sign… A dreaming sign.
A good sign…
I finished the second run through of Rain yesterday. I wrote a different ending that I feel happier with. It feels right. How do I know it is right and that I am ready to move on? I dreamed of my Muse last night.
My Muse always has the same vibe but can wear a different face. Last night, for the first time, he wore a new face – the face of the hero in my new novel.
In this dream I was walking through a bleak landscape to bring my Muse music for his birthday. It was a battle to get to him but I got there. But then writing is always a battle of sorts.
Needless to say, this dream didn’t need much deciphering. My subconscious and Muse are ready and raring to go on this new project.