Bizarro Dreams at Gunpoint

Bizarro dreams lately.  In last night’s, I was being held at gunpoint along with a group of people including this really gruff man I’d apparently been involved with in the past, a literary agent (not mine either) and a I’ve already forgotten the other two.  But we were in a trailer and at some point, I realized we were making a movie because the agent kept posing.  I also apparently wanted a relationship with Mr. Grumpy and he made some comment about a physical only thing because he wanted a kid and all the sudden, I was raging.
 
Seriously raging–kind of like the zombies in 29 Days Later.  This was a small trailer. The movie set kind and I had that thing rocking because my anger was so incredibly intense.  I was ripping apart things and yelling about control and everyone was just sitting there calmly.  They acted like I’d done this before, but it was obvious they didn’t care in the least. 
 
Stupid alarm woke me up.  I hate when that happens.  It’s like watching a movie only to have it cut off before you see the end. 
 
Wonder what happened next?
 
At least this one made a little more sense than the Hot Fuzz and Adipose  bizarro dream…
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About Rinda Elliott

Writer.I love unusual stories and credit growing up in a family of curious life-lovers who moved all over the country. Books and movies full of fantasy, science fiction and romance kept us amused, especially in some of the stranger places. For years, I tried to separate my darker side with my humorous and romantic one. I published short fiction, but things really started happening when I gave in and mixed it up. When not lost in fiction, I love making wine, collecting music, gaming and spending time with my husband and two children. I’m represented by Miriam Kriss of the Irene Goodman Agency.
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3 Responses to Bizarro Dreams at Gunpoint

  1. catie says:

    Nice to know I’m not the only one having SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOSHIOUS dreams/nightmares.

  2. relliott4 says:

    I have such vivid, odd dreams. And for some reason, in a lot of them, the strangest people are just randomly flying helicopters.

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