I've had three scary dreams in as many nights - waking up each morning with a shot of adrenaline, fear, a turning stomach, and a horrible feeling that they really happened. They're all patently ridiculous, of course, but it doesn't matter in the dream, because when you're dreaming something, it is reality.
The first one was about my new job as a security/usher in a jail/theater. I was escorting a blind person past a row of cells/aquariums when I realized they were putting some of the more dangerous fish people in with the regular petty thief fish people (they were mostly built like fish but with human faces and some had human appendages...more like sharks and exotic fish) and I recalled an earlier time when they had done something similar, which resulted in a massacre. I started crying as the fish people started fighting, wailing, "Why do they keep doing this?" I ushered the blind man to his seat and then ran back down into the chaos.
The second dream I only remember a snatch of - I was in the country and running toward a log cabin, a wolf-person behind me (the wolf-person is perhaps one of the scariest things I've ever seen - it was like a wolf in all aspects except that it could stand on its back legs, it had human eyes, and a human brain). I ran into the cabin and ran to lock the windows and doors but it made it to the door right as I tried to lock it, and we battled it out, me trying to lock the door and the wolf trying to get in.
The last dream I was was more funny in retrospect than the other two. I was in love with a baker (He looked like the guy who played Thor) but this 90 year old women forced me to marry her so that I couldn't be with him. My sister was only mildly interested when I broke down, and I wildly hung onto the hope that since we hadn't actually had a ceremony and we hadn't signed anything, I wasn't really married (plus I made the case that same-sex marriages are illegal in South Carolina). I finally got my love on the phone and let him know where I was so he could come get me, and I enlisted my sister to help, but it was a half-hearted attempt on her part while I, nerve-wracked, waited to escape.
Anyway. 3 nights of 3 incredibly creepy dreams and I'm wondering what is going on. I know that I don't feel in control of my life right now, and that is what part of the dreams are about...but a wolf with human eyes?! Seriously. That was awful.
Also, I've been doing some thinking about the webseries. I don't even know if it is possible at this point, but I'm mulling it around because, let's face it, there's not a lot of opportunity for television work in Columbia, and while I'm waiting to audition at theatres, it wouldn't hurt to at least write and film a 10-minute pilot.
So I've scratched the idea (sort of) of a sketch comedy show. I think it would be much more interesting to make a narrative and include anecdotes and skills and what not into the story. So I'm basically pulling from this video blog idea I had and thought about how to incorporate sketch comedy/variety show aspects into it. I feel like maybe it is something I could do, and it would be great to get some friends on board (hint, hint). Going to do some research on how Felicia Day did her great webseries (The Guild, which you can watch at www.watchtheguild.com and it is brilliant), which is now sponsored by big companies and she's getting paid to produce, write, and star in her own show. Living the dream, I tell you.
And that's where I am with that.
Finished reading Molly Ringwald's book (sort of memoir, sort of advice book) as well as Kristin Chenoweth's. I'd love to meet Kristin (and Molly) someday...but something about Kristin is more exciting...she's a self-proclaimed 'liberal' Christian, she was adopted at birth, and she is 4'11". Plus she was Galinda/Glinda in Wicked and Olive Snook in Pushing Daisies. She's amazing and I really connect with her - her book, "A Little Bit Wicked," is amazing and WHO KNEW SHE DATED AARON SORKIN?!?!?!?! Ahhhhhhh!
Anyway. It has been enlightening to read these memoirs - knowing that people like Carol Burnett and Kristin Chenoweth made it to the stage/screen and get to do wonderful stories...encourages me that it isn't as impossible as I think it is (I hope).
I just need to work a lot harder if I'm going to go anywhere with this.
And that's all for today.
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