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Issue: Dreams
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Do
you bore (or fascinate) your co-workers by retelling the previous
night's dream? Find a more appreciative audience: We prefer dreams to be less than 250 words, and include the date of the dream -- or a close estimate. Please give your dream a title, too. You can e-mail them to wildvioletmagazine@yahoo.com. The deadline is March 30. Here
are a few examples, gleaned from a dream journal that Wild Violet
editor Alyce Wilson kept in 1996-1997. Yes,
we know your dreams are weirder, funnier, and more interesting. If
we didn't know that, we wouldn't be asking you to share them. Closer to Cheech (Feb. 8, 1997) Dream by Alyce Wilson My brother and I were joking around about what would happen if God was Cheech Marin. My brother said, “Instead of writing ‘Jesus Saves,’ people would write, ‘Smoke Pot.’” I assumed
a Cheech accent and said, “Hey, man, if you smoke it, it brings you
closer to me.” And The Costumes Are Stupid (Feb. 23, 1997) Dream by Alyce Wilson I was walking on a beautiful tree-lined college campus, and I saw a young man, crying on a bench. I told him it made me sad to see him cry, and he said he was only rehearsing for a play by Bertolt Brecht. Intrigued, I asked him if there were any parts left. He said that I could play the Lobster. He opened
the play to a scene, and I started reading through my part. The Lobster
had very simple lines as opposed to the Elephant. Then the young man
said that the Lobster part turned into the Violent Policeman and then
the Violent Boy. I laughed at how anarchic the play was, and started
thinking of how I could change hats to indicate a change of character.
One of the other people sitting nearby said that the play was fun
but the plot was ridiculous. An Interesting
Part of Alaska We were on a quest in Alaska, riding on a huge boat with a very pale and furry man we knew was really a mountain goat. He was looking into the distance with binoculars, and was unhappy that we were there. Somebody said he wasn’t as cold as everyone believed (coldness being understood as a mountaingoat trait). We went below deck, where a party was beginning. Sailors were arriving with their dates, many of whom were men dressed as women. Tom Hanks was wearing a short red bobbed wig. Someone said we must be in an interesting part of Alaska.
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