I've just had a banana with Lady Diana

[sovay]

I dreamed of horsemen riding out of a cold lake, so deep no one had sounded it until the twentieth century, so clear the folklore said that if you looked long enough into its waters, wind-whitened, reflecting the very raw blue of the sky, the movements far down in their depths would be strangers going back and forth on the earth's other side. The fact that the riders were Russian should have made the lake Baikal, but it wasn't. The woman at their head on her black-maned brown horse looked like an outtake from Johanna d'Arc of Mongolia. I knew, in the dream, that I did not know what or who they were.

I become even less communicative when recharging, so I owe quite a lot of e-mail to people. Promise I'm not dead.

(Norman Wisdom is. I have never seen any of his films, but I was describing him to my mother last night; I discovered him two years ago in a scratchy little wonderful clip from The Night They Raided Minsky's (1968) and Jason Robards made a perfectly fine vaudevillian, but Wisdom was the real deal. He was mentioned in David R. Sutton's A Chorus of Raspberries: British Film Comedy 1929—1939 (2000), which I read the night of last week's migraine. Anyone recommend him, or should I stick to George Formby, Jr.?)

I need either to prune the post I was attempting to write about Horror of Dracula (1958) and The Brides of Dracula (1960) or allow it to become an essay, but either way I think it's definitively too late at night. Except for the above-described few minutes of REM, I kind of failed my sleep roll last night. I am going to read John Maddox Roberts' Saturnalia (1999) until I pass out. That should at least produce dreams of something.

Comments

[nineweaving.livejournal.com]

That's a glorious dream.

Sleep well. Return.

Nine

[sovay]

That's a glorious dream.

It had good cinematography, too.

[desperance.livejournal.com]

I grew up on Norman Wisdom and haven't seen his work since I was a kid, so take this for what it's worth - but I always far preferred him to Formby, or to almost anyone else in the British-clown repertory company. He was the real deal - grim childhood, boy soldier, found his feet in the army and spent the next sixty years tripping over 'em to make people laugh - and (I think) a national treasure. Now he's dead there will be a host of reruns on the TV, and I can see if I was right.

[papersky.livejournal.com]

What Chaz said -- I loved him when I was a kid and haven't seen him since.

[sovay]

Now he's dead there will be a host of reruns on the TV, and I can see if I was right.

I'll see if I can find any of them here.

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

I love this idea of a lake so deep and clear that you can look into the other side of the world. There are so many stories and poems possible in it.

Very glad you're on the mend.

[sovay]

I love this idea of a lake so deep and clear that you can look into the other side of the world. There are so many stories and poems possible in it.

Thank you. I never feel I can take any credit for things my brain invents when I'm dreaming.

[strange-selkie.livejournal.com]

You should write about the first part. That sounds amazing.

Plz send handkerchiefs, as well as cold medicine that doesn't make me hallucinate. ("The baby is covered in ants! The ants are made of numbers! I should get Nicole to handle this feedi-- Naaaaaah. ")

[sovay]

You should write about the first part. That sounds amazing.

The dream? I'm not sure what I could do with it, except hope for a story to turn up, but you'll note I've written it down.

("The baby is covered in ants! The ants are made of numbers! I should get Nicole to handle this feedi-- Naaaaaah.")

Yergh. How about I send you new brain chemistry?

*hugs*

[handful-ofdust.livejournal.com]

Re: Post or essay--essay! Essay!

[sovay]

Re: Post or essay--essay! Essay!

It may not be a very good essay!

[gwynnega]

Another vote to post it!

[sovay]

Another vote to post it!

Heh. Well, it sort of came out as not-yet-two posts rather than a unified essay, but I am very tired, whatever excuse that affords. It's posted, at least.

[teenybuffalo.livejournal.com]

I need either to prune the post I was attempting to write about Horror of Dracula (1958) and The Brides of Dracula (1960) or allow it to become an essay, but either way I think it's definitively too late at night.

Post it, oh, post it! At whatever length you like. I have a great wish to see what you thought of both of those films. If you do that, I'll post about Dracula A.D. 1972. (Actually, maybe that should be a threat: UNLESS you post about Horror Of Dracula...) All kidding aside, I watched the above film the other night and was surprised how good it was.

[sovay]

Post it, oh, post it! At whatever length you like. I have a great wish to see what you thought of both of those films.

I'll see what I can do!

All kidding aside, I watched the above film the other night and was surprised how good it was.

Awesome.

[clarionj.livejournal.com]

What an incredible dream! Phew, gorgeous.

[sovay]

What an incredible dream! Phew, gorgeous.

I am always pleased when my brain presents me with something like this, especially when the alternative is boring nightmares.

[ron-drummond.livejournal.com]

Awesome dream, beautifully told. May all your dreams urge your pen so.

[sovay]

May all your dreams urge your pen so.

I like that as a blessing. Thank you.

[hans-the-bold.livejournal.com]

What a lovely set of dream images. You must write them into a story posthaste.

(If you don't, I'll start sending you e-mails written in the style of Gor novels, with modalities being muchly spoken, so to speak...) ;)

[sovay]

What a lovely set of dream images. You must write them into a story posthaste.

I will try.

(If you don't, I'll start sending you e-mails written in the style of Gor novels, with modalities being muchly spoken, so to speak...)

Oh, God, that's bringing an A-bomb to a tennis match.

[hans-the-bold.livejournal.com]

Forty-Love... BOOM!

Aaaagh! Modality fallout!

[sovay]

Aaaagh! Modality fallout!

I love you.

[ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com]

That's a brilliant dream. I'd love to read anything that came out of it, I think.

I become even less communicative when recharging, so I owe quite a lot of e-mail to people. Promise I'm not dead.

I'm glad you're recharging. And thank you.

I hope you can sleep well, or at least better, tonight.

[sovay]

I hope you can sleep well, or at least better, tonight.

Here's hoping . . .