I had almost finished writing my first post and accidentally deleted it somehow. So now I'm trying again. Grr. Anyway, this'll be the first post on a brand new journal. I'm not entirely sure why I'm starting a journal in the first place and, quite frankly, I don't know that anyone will ever be interested in reading it. However, someone suggested I ought to, so I might as well because I'm bored. We'll see how long this little exercise lasts.
Topic the First. For those who are fans
of my little website: yes I know I haven't updated anything in a while.
That's because I started working on three stories at once. Then one
took precedence and I've been writing on that one exclusively. It's
turning out to be the longest (and prolly the most boring) I've written
so far. Hint on the subject matter-- orthopedic braces, saliva, dolls.
the Second. Just for content purposes and to, ya know, fluff out the
first post, I'll write about a dream I had last night. It all started
with a friend and I playing in a forest on some Halloween afternoon. We
were younger, about ten or so, and I'm not sure who my friend was. One
of those anonymous dream extras. Anyway, it was starting to get late
and were headed home. The sky was gray and it was windy, and although
there were patches of snow here and there, it was unseasonably balmy.
We decided to take a shortcut through a supposedly haunted section of
the forest called Stickwood. I guess it was called that because none of
the trees had leaves and all the branches were clattering together in
So we came to clearing where there was an abandoned
village/neighborhood place. Actually, it was more like tract housing,
but everything was in disrepair. I recall there being toilets from
inside the houses stacked up on the porches. Weird. So we go into a
larger building that might have been a schoolhouse at some point, but
now it was all dirty and cluttered inside. We explored around and found
a dead, hanged girl dangling in a broom closet. Also there were these
two, kinda scary looking female chefs in the back, and we tried to avoid
them. We got caught though, and were taken into a dining room where
there was a small tv showing a video of a guy, presumably another
intruder, sprawled on a table while a big dog with a smooth coat
leisurely ate out his eyes.
So then I was laid on a table and
suddenly the dog appeared above me and was sniffing my face and eyes,
and I tried to push it away but it was too big and I was only 10. It
started to bite my face but when it did, it just passed right through me
like a ghost. The scary chef lady who was there turned out to be some
kinda fairy in disguise, and told me she liked me and the dog only hurt
mean people. They were there preparing some kinda feast for when other
fairies would gather in the abandoned town. Since she liked me, she was
gonna let me go, but wanted to keep my friend there and cook him.
Since I didn't really know the guy, I said okay. The hanged girl then
popped up and said she was bored of the broom closet and wanted to go
with me, so we left through the forest. Her noose rope kept catching
and snagging on bushes and roots, but we both laughed about that. So it
was a happy ending after all. I love happy endings.