Day 273 – Before Bed
I started an experiment this week to hacked my unconscious (for better or worse). In memoir class, we talk a lot about the subconscious, how a lot of writing happens there, which got me thinking about dreams and interpreting dreams and sleep and memory and imagery and all the meaning we weave into it and it occurred to me that there might be a way to utilize sleep in my writing process besides getting a full 8 hours. The last few days I decided to read the piece I’m working on last thing before bed so it would be simmering in my head a long with my constant recounting of how much sugar I’ve had and wondering what my fasting blood sugar reading will be in the morning and all the other usual blah, blah, blah that goes through my head before I lose consciousness. I’m still in data collection mode, but I think it’s working. A few insights came today and, overall, I feel more confident during my writing sessions. I feel a legitimacy as a writer that I didn’t before. Maybe it’s because it bookends my day, a start and end with writing or something else, I don’t know. All I know is something is clicking where I need it to click and that’s good enough for now.
All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream. – Edgar Allen Poe
Prompt: Write about a sink full of dirty dishes.