Dream:

[azurelunatic]

Dreamed there was this race thing or something, and also something with maps. In the dream, I was suicidally depressed and putting red food coloring in ice cubes instead of my blood, because I was trying to emphasize to people how bad it really was, without doing things that would get me physically in danger.

There was something with computers, names, rearranging dorms, and bad guys, with possible cameos from LJ people -- oh, and norabombay and I were driving around, and she'd written/performed a really popular pop song, and it was being advertised on billboards on the sides of trucks.

Yeah.

And one of the local men in the dorm had a completely shaved head.

Comments

[sionainn.livejournal.com]

The last thing I remember before waking up is me saying to (someone)... "I've got to speak the Necromancer's Prayer... leave me ALONE I've got to speak the words!"

I haven't been reading any of your story... I think my dream was just using the title of your novel.

Just an interesting tidbit... :-)

[azurelunatic]

Heh.

That could have been picking up on a shred of the plot, too.

[norabombay.livejournal.com]

I'm not a popstar. I just read about their fictional lives and adventures.

But I don't mind playing one.

[azurelunatic]

Hee.