To be tanning naked in my own back yard
My wife brings me a drink
The sun is shining on us
Life is simple
I know Iâm a bit late with this.  Issue eight of The Dreaming: Waking Hours was⌠okay.  Thatâs pretty much all I can say about it. Itâs fine. Itâs fine. Â
The art is gorgeous. Iâll give it that. Daniel is just beautiful. Â
Sometimes I can almost forget he randomly murdered an entire bachelor party just for drunkenly cat calling Ivy. (I am NOT getting over that!)
It is a little annoying that Matthew somehow drastically misinterpreted Heather and her intentions.  Also when did Matthew know about Sykes, the protection amulet, and even when the helm was taken? When did these off-camera conversations with Dream about his Preludes and Nocturnes misadventures happen?
Iâm not a fan of miscommunication / lack of communication driven plots. I, frankly, think theyâre lazy. The CW lives off them. Itâs part of why I stopped watching CW DC themed shows. Every show was dependent on characters not talking to each other. Even right now if you watch Batwoman a major plot is hinged on her keeping a kryptonite bullet wound a secret. âŚWhy?  The reasoning is flimsy at best.
I seem to recall, during the Simon Spurrier run of The Dreaming that it was mentioned that Nuala gave Dream her love and or sympathy. I forget the exact wording right now but I had a feeling back then that she meant literally, which entails her capacity to feel these emotions. What could possibly go wrong with that?! (Sarcasm intended). And this is probably the reason she is now ruling Faerie with an iron fist.
The joke about Faerie smelling a lot like weed was completely unnecessary and a bit of a mood killer for me. Iâm tired of fantasy and surrealism being associated with being high. Â
Thatâs petty, I know.
Iâm still convinced Heather is actually trans. Itâs just not a major plot point, which is a good thing because Iâve come to like her and if her being trans is treated like an after thought, well, I think thatâs wonderful. So many writers treat being trans like that is a personality but no, she has a fully fleshed out personality and I even like her, a Hell of a lot more than Simon Spurrierâs OC (original character), Dora. Â
The clues are there. Sheâs on a permanent medication. (Probably hormones), Puck seemed to think her medical history was important. (Either sheâs trans or she has a very serious illness that hasnât been brought up yet). Also her name. Heather After. It feels like a chosen name to replace an unwanted deadname. And the flashback of her parents being supportive, and encouraging, telling her she could wear what she wants, etc, but they draw the line at magick.Â
 Anyway, yeah, thatâs about it. Itâs good to see Mervyn NOT being used as a Trump supporter allegory.  We missed you, proper depiction of Mervyn Pumpkinhead.
 Is it wrong that Iâve started to care more about Heather than Ruinâs quest for Twu Lub?Â
Also I still donât like the idea that âNightmares arenât supposed to be able to feel love.â  Cain, Abel, and even The Corinthian 2.0 beg to differ. Remember, The Corinthian wept in The Sandman: The Kindly Ones.Â
A Village In A Virtual World?
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All that I can remember of this dream is that it involved a man with light-color skin who seemed to have entered a video game-like virtual world where he had an idea of some of the things that would likely happen in the future in this world.
I assumed that he knew the possible future of this world because he probably played this assumed video game before, and he wentâŚ
i wish i was laying in a sunny meadow beside a sweet girl, giggling as i adorn her hair with wildflowers, and feeling the warmth of the sun on our skin as we touch đđž
Today I worked a few hours at the command center in my basement. 3 screens. Good coffee. Space heater.
But there wasnât a single original idea, not a moment of inspiration.
Then I took a drive because it was sunny today and after 11 months in the house at that desk in the basement, sometimes you just have to play hooky. I drove for 4 hours and listened to my current daydreaming music playlist.
And I plotted out the entire storyline for my next novel. In the one place I couldnât write it down. Pray for my memory đđđ