My Own Inception

Dreams are the funniest things. (Buy my book) Just when you think you have fallen asleep and you are walking down the path toward a beautiful beach, (buy my book) arm-in-arm with the love of your life, your hair whipping behind you in the breeze, you turn and see the strangest sight. (Buy my book)

There in the distance, morphing into view, a police car races down the beach followed by a hundred giraffes. The car slides to a stop (buy my book) and the cop rolls out onto the ground in front of you, demanding you take these giraffes back to the zoo. You stomp your foot because now the man on your arm has transformed into the lady you met in the grocery store yesterday and she is telling you that the guacamole is on sale. (Buy my book) You take off running, but your feet sink into the sand, up to your ankles as your dream switches into slow motion. You can see the trees up ahead. They are just there (buy my book) on the horizon; you can almost reach your hand out and feel the leaves with your fingertips. Suddenly, you rise up from the sand and you are soaring above the clouds. There is nothing (buy my book) but the rush of the wind, the cool dampness of the clouds against your cheek, and the feeling of freedom. You escaped!

But, wait. There is something approaching. Something hops from cumulus to cumulus. (Buy my book) What is this little creature with the big eyes licking you on the cheek? You giggle as you fall from the sky. Your stomach drops like coming over the hill of a roller-coaster. The ground is coming faster…faster….faster. There is nothing to do but flail your arms. (Buy my book) There is nothing to do but suck in your breath and wake up. You sit straight up to the big brown eyes of your puppy sitting next to you.

Thus, you have spent a day with me in my dreams and know a little about my life. I love the beach, I love my husband, I like watching nature shows on PBS and adore the show "Castle" and "Fringe." Guacamole is my favorite snack and I have the cutest puppy dog. The flying part? Well, of course, it is the feeling of writing, the excitement of creating a story and sending your words out into the world. And, oh yeah, there was something else, as well, wasn't there? Hmmm…a message of some kind? Maybe you remember?