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Would you turn me away if the walls were all I could see in your face?
I do somewhat resent that the first time I remember my dreams in weeks, they are nightmares about attending a convention, having to fight off a serial killer, and then contracting some kind of life-threatening alien infection, which is definitely way too high a ratio of pulp to anxiety if you ask me.
On the other hand, I spent much of the afternoon being interviewed by a grad student for her master's thesis in folklore: she is studying the music of Jewish partisans in WWII and the creation of liminal spaces through song and I felt like a one hundred and ten percent ringer and I had a wonderful time.
The recording I made for Jeannelle M. Ferreira can now be found with author's notes on her blog: "October Ghosts and Minor Resurrections: An Audio Excerpt."
The world continues fractured and frightening, but people build fires, and within the circle of the light, even if only for a little while, things may be all right.
On the other hand, I spent much of the afternoon being interviewed by a grad student for her master's thesis in folklore: she is studying the music of Jewish partisans in WWII and the creation of liminal spaces through song and I felt like a one hundred and ten percent ringer and I had a wonderful time.
The recording I made for Jeannelle M. Ferreira can now be found with author's notes on her blog: "October Ghosts and Minor Resurrections: An Audio Excerpt."
The world continues fractured and frightening, but people build fires, and within the circle of the light, even if only for a little while, things may be all right.
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That sounds like a much better dream convention than the one I attended!
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