There's this comic artist, who's name I cannot remember at the moment, who keeps his dreams recorded in a journal. Then he publishes the journal in a comic book. I believe Harlan Ellison (of "The City on the Edge of Forever" fame) used to do something similar. There usually very trippy, and sometimes I wonder if their not "induced" dreams, if you know what I mean. 
I very seldom have dreams that make sense in any kind of canonical sense. Mostly I relive amalgams of past experiences that switch perspectives of each person in the dream at random. Seldom is their any kind of story or flow to it. But for a few days there before I got married, I was having very interesting dreams.
One night I had a dream that involved an alien attack unlike any I've ever read in ANY story, anywhere. It was so compelling that as soon as I woke up (sometime around 6 in the morning), I grabbed a pen and starting jotting everything I could remember. A grand feet for me, cause I don't do mornings or windows. Good thing I did, because dreams fade fast once you wake up. I'm certain there was more to the dream, but any beginning to this story was lost shortly after I woke up. But I did manage to get a outstanding ending, which I plan on turning into a short story, or novel knowing me. I won't say too much, but it involved a species of alien very similar to the mechanical gator-type from the Aliens films. Only these guys were monstrous, on the scale of Godzilla. Maybe larger. They didn't attack in the typical War of the Worlds format. It was more ritualized. More fantastic. I won't give it away because it's a fundamental part of the the story and is so unique, but I will say it involved assaults from orbit. And there were the main characters. A woman and her son, who for some reason, I dreamed the whole story from her perspective. She seems to be the only one who understands what's going on with these creatures, and no one understands why, not even her, until the end.
That was probably the best, most coherent dream I ever had. A few followed that week. Some stories about medieval warriors and a massacre involving young children in London. But I didn't wake soon enough to jot it all down. By the time I woke, all I could remember was a soldier, apparently a friend of mine, crawling in an old church a bunch of us were congregated in. He was mortally wounded, apparently had drug himself there from a battlefield far away to get a message to me. He said something like "you must save the children" before he died. Then I remember a large procession in the streets outside the church involving a bunch of wagons pulling very tiny caskets. Whatever had reached his land, had already struck in where I was. But like I said, I woke too soon and lost any other details. I may try to flesh that out someday if I get any good ideas to build upon.
So, any one else have interesting dreams? Mine were only like that for a week or so, then they went back to being nonsensical, sometimes disturbing stuff. After my dad died I had a lot of dreams involving him staring at me, which shook me pretty bad. They finally stopped a few weeks ago. Anyone have dreams they'd like to share?
I very seldom have dreams that make sense in any kind of canonical sense. Mostly I relive amalgams of past experiences that switch perspectives of each person in the dream at random. Seldom is their any kind of story or flow to it. But for a few days there before I got married, I was having very interesting dreams.
One night I had a dream that involved an alien attack unlike any I've ever read in ANY story, anywhere. It was so compelling that as soon as I woke up (sometime around 6 in the morning), I grabbed a pen and starting jotting everything I could remember. A grand feet for me, cause I don't do mornings or windows. Good thing I did, because dreams fade fast once you wake up. I'm certain there was more to the dream, but any beginning to this story was lost shortly after I woke up. But I did manage to get a outstanding ending, which I plan on turning into a short story, or novel knowing me. I won't say too much, but it involved a species of alien very similar to the mechanical gator-type from the Aliens films. Only these guys were monstrous, on the scale of Godzilla. Maybe larger. They didn't attack in the typical War of the Worlds format. It was more ritualized. More fantastic. I won't give it away because it's a fundamental part of the the story and is so unique, but I will say it involved assaults from orbit. And there were the main characters. A woman and her son, who for some reason, I dreamed the whole story from her perspective. She seems to be the only one who understands what's going on with these creatures, and no one understands why, not even her, until the end.
That was probably the best, most coherent dream I ever had. A few followed that week. Some stories about medieval warriors and a massacre involving young children in London. But I didn't wake soon enough to jot it all down. By the time I woke, all I could remember was a soldier, apparently a friend of mine, crawling in an old church a bunch of us were congregated in. He was mortally wounded, apparently had drug himself there from a battlefield far away to get a message to me. He said something like "you must save the children" before he died. Then I remember a large procession in the streets outside the church involving a bunch of wagons pulling very tiny caskets. Whatever had reached his land, had already struck in where I was. But like I said, I woke too soon and lost any other details. I may try to flesh that out someday if I get any good ideas to build upon.
So, any one else have interesting dreams? Mine were only like that for a week or so, then they went back to being nonsensical, sometimes disturbing stuff. After my dad died I had a lot of dreams involving him staring at me, which shook me pretty bad. They finally stopped a few weeks ago. Anyone have dreams they'd like to share?