Dreams

I had a dream last night. A once upon a time dream. I dreamed I was looking for my shoes and socks. That my former stepmother was going to kick me out of her home for my younger sister Brandy, and that even though there was this pretty stick thin girl who was as dumb as a box of broke rocks, me and Ryan Reynolds were going to end up together anyway.

Okay, so the dream makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. Except for the part where I was intensely in love with the Ryan Reynolds guy LOLOLOLOLOL. I'm juggling two manuscripts and two heroes. Ryan (aka Luke Logan, is the hero of my dark romantic suspense tale) and he must've been on my mind when I went to sleep because dude he was HOTTTTT in my dream. But I had just written 1200 words on another hero, Daniel Craig (aka Alec, a storm chaser in my western, maybe to become a sci-fi western, not too sure yet. But I think storm chasers are modern day cowboys, just my opinion.)

I've never had much success when I've juggled two manuscripts and when I started writing on them just now my Alec suddenly looked like Ryan Reynolds. Sigh, what's a girl to do? Go with the flow I suppose and breakout the champagne and introduce the new Alec (ala soaps) to the party. I mean can it really be that bad sleeping with an Alec who looks like a tall, broad shouldered, narrow hipped, brown eyed, blond haired, cut like an Adonis Ryan Reynolds...geez is it getting hot in here or is it just me? ;)

I'm going to go with it. Alec has some insecurities when it comes to the heroine, (he blames himself for the accident that caused her blindness) and runs a Mustang ranch after retiring from storm chasing. James Bond would have never stopped chasing. So I guess I have my answer, unless I have another dream. This one about a hot Daniel Craig storm chaser. Then what will I do...hmmm this is a PG-13 rated blog. But I am an R rated kind of girl LOL.