It's the hour of the night when I should be asleep. I'd like to be asleep, in the nice place I can feel safe & happy in. Tonight the demons have crawled from their hiding places & have decided to stalk me though. Damn demons! Go away & let me sleep!
Perhaps I'm already asleep & the demons have taken over my dreaming place. I get up & everything's in darkness. I look around for Goblin, he isn't here, he might be hiding...I walk out into the garden, there isn't any moonlight, clouds are covering the night sky & stopping the magic. I'd rather have the magic. There's a creepy eeriness in the air, it's a bit frightening & I hesitate to go any further. I'm standing on the grass not knowing what to do, there's blackness everywhere, not just darkness, but pure black. I can't even see the door & have to feel my way back to the house with my arms out in front of me so I don't smack my face on the door frame. Something is brushing against my leg, I scream but don't make a sound. This doesn't feel right. I'm beginning to get scared. How can the door be so far away, I'm sure I only walked a few steps. SMACK! Argh there it is!
Walking through the door makes me feel safer, I shut it firmly behind me & slide the bolts into their casings. I'd like to see whatever was out there try & get me now. Or perhaps I wouldn't. Yep, that's it, I really wouldn't. I shudder as I walk down the hall, something must have walked over my grave. My hair stands on end & the skin on my arms prickle with goosebumps. This is ominous. Yes, that word again. I have a bad feeling about walking around my own house. The shadows are scaring me, they're very faint, there isn't much light even in here, my eyes have just got more used to the dark. The shadows are moving, swaying from side to side although there's no breeze, there aren't any shapes here that could cause such awkward looking shadows either though. Hmmm I need to wake up! I don't like this...where are my new friends, are they hiding? Are they scared too.....Thank goodness for the alarm clock. I never thought I'd say that but I'm quite relieved it's going off. I wake up in a cold sweat, still tired & knowing I have a full day ahead of me. I make tea & trudge to the shower....I really need to find my friends & my happy place again.
Tuesday, 22 June 2010
Saturday, 19 June 2010
Chapter 5
I'm back in the meadow with my little monster friends, I find myself sloping off at various times of the day just to have a nap now. I want to know what they are, what is slithering in the grasses & why they've decided to haunt my dreams, what do they want me for...
It's a nice day In my imaginary world, the space I've created in my head to go when I sleep. The sun is warming my face as I lie back & feel content. My two new friends are here with me, one is lying across my lap...it's no good, I have to name them, lets call him Three Legs. My other little friend I shall call Goblin, because he looks almost like one in an odd kind of way or rather, he almost looks how you would imagine one to look. Goblin is sat on the edge of the clearing, almost out of sight looking for things in the long grass that only he can see, his foot is tapping to the beat in his head but he looks happy enough. I can hear the noise the snakes make, it's far off in the distance & doesn't seem to be getting any closer. I wish it would, I'm very curious. I scratch Three legs behind his ears, they're healing well now, they have hair & everything. In fact there are only a few patches on him that don't have any & his flesh has stopped dropping off because it has skin to hold it in now. He's rubbing his head on my arm & making contented noises almost like a purr...but he's not a cat. He's Three Legs, my friend.
The slithering is getting closer at last, Goblin is watching the path it's taking & has a big beaming grin on his face. He shouts something I can't understand at whatever it is & it comes to a halt right beside the clearing. I hold my breath in anticipation, I think if I sit up a bit I might be able to get a glimpse but I'm afraid to move incase I scare away whatever it is. I stay as still as I can, hardly daring even to breathe. The being in the grass stands up but before I can get a good look I hear the phone ringing & ringing from far away. What's a phone doing here? Ahhhh it's stopped & I can stay here in my peaceful place a little longer....Noooo the ringing is back! It must be Stray, why did I give her my secret phone code?! I rather abruptly wake myself up & stagger over to answer the ringing.
It's a nice day In my imaginary world, the space I've created in my head to go when I sleep. The sun is warming my face as I lie back & feel content. My two new friends are here with me, one is lying across my lap...it's no good, I have to name them, lets call him Three Legs. My other little friend I shall call Goblin, because he looks almost like one in an odd kind of way or rather, he almost looks how you would imagine one to look. Goblin is sat on the edge of the clearing, almost out of sight looking for things in the long grass that only he can see, his foot is tapping to the beat in his head but he looks happy enough. I can hear the noise the snakes make, it's far off in the distance & doesn't seem to be getting any closer. I wish it would, I'm very curious. I scratch Three legs behind his ears, they're healing well now, they have hair & everything. In fact there are only a few patches on him that don't have any & his flesh has stopped dropping off because it has skin to hold it in now. He's rubbing his head on my arm & making contented noises almost like a purr...but he's not a cat. He's Three Legs, my friend.
The slithering is getting closer at last, Goblin is watching the path it's taking & has a big beaming grin on his face. He shouts something I can't understand at whatever it is & it comes to a halt right beside the clearing. I hold my breath in anticipation, I think if I sit up a bit I might be able to get a glimpse but I'm afraid to move incase I scare away whatever it is. I stay as still as I can, hardly daring even to breathe. The being in the grass stands up but before I can get a good look I hear the phone ringing & ringing from far away. What's a phone doing here? Ahhhh it's stopped & I can stay here in my peaceful place a little longer....Noooo the ringing is back! It must be Stray, why did I give her my secret phone code?! I rather abruptly wake myself up & stagger over to answer the ringing.
Friday, 18 June 2010
Chapter 4
I'm falling down the black spiral tunnel towards the land of Nod. Relief washes over me as I give up the fight & succumb to the dark. My eyes scream their gratitude when the Sandmans labours work & the scratchy achy tiredness hits my soul. But am I truly asleep, are my eyelids twitching the dance of the carefree? Yes, I think they might be.
My two new friends are waiting for me in the meadow, both looking happy to see me. I lean down and glide my fingers under the chin of my latest friend, he looks up elated to have finally found someone to love him. While I was awake, I pondered for a while over where I had seen my latest friend. Nothing came to mind. I cannot remember having met him ever. It's quite odd. On this, our second meeting, he seems even more familiar than the first. It's certainly something I'll have to ponder. The rainbow mists have gone now & wind has picked up in the meadow, the flowers & grasses are swaying gently & there's no bird song to serenade us. The slithering of the snakes is silent. Perhaps my latest friend had an entourage to guide him to me, to make sure the stranger (that's what I am in this place) would cause him no harm.
My little friend is still happily bouncing around to a tune in his head, he takes my hand & pulls me firmly to the edge of the clearing, butterflies are playing, dancing through the long grass. I sit watching them for what seems like ages. My latest friend has three legs. Not in a 'should be four' kind of way, he looks like he's always just had three. He gets around very well considering, his weight is evenly balanced between the three & he isn't falling over all the time. He doesn't look like a dog, he looks like a hairless boney platypus. Alot of his skin is missing & when he moves, bits of flesh drop to the ground. When I play with him & love him, it doesn't.....it almost seems as though it heals. I like this thought. It makes me happy. I listen as I sit playing on the grass with my two new friends, the slithering sound has started again. I can't think why whatever it is doesn't just come over & say hello. I don't bite, not often anyway & even then there has to be alot of provocation or begging. I can see the path it's taking as it cuts a swathe through the grass in the meadow. I call out to it, it stops for a moment to consider it's options & then carries on it's way, slowly at first, then picking up speed it resumes it's previous course.
As I sit here, I'm thinking of the games I could bring for us to play. How I'm going to bring them I don't know, I've tried using my head to imagine them there & that hasn't worked (although it should because it's my dream after all) & the logistics of how to get things from waking to dreaming are something I shall once again have to ponder. I can see I'm going to have to do alot of pondering!
DING DONG! DING DONG! yes, awake again just as it was finally getting good! I guess I should answer the door then.
My two new friends are waiting for me in the meadow, both looking happy to see me. I lean down and glide my fingers under the chin of my latest friend, he looks up elated to have finally found someone to love him. While I was awake, I pondered for a while over where I had seen my latest friend. Nothing came to mind. I cannot remember having met him ever. It's quite odd. On this, our second meeting, he seems even more familiar than the first. It's certainly something I'll have to ponder. The rainbow mists have gone now & wind has picked up in the meadow, the flowers & grasses are swaying gently & there's no bird song to serenade us. The slithering of the snakes is silent. Perhaps my latest friend had an entourage to guide him to me, to make sure the stranger (that's what I am in this place) would cause him no harm.
My little friend is still happily bouncing around to a tune in his head, he takes my hand & pulls me firmly to the edge of the clearing, butterflies are playing, dancing through the long grass. I sit watching them for what seems like ages. My latest friend has three legs. Not in a 'should be four' kind of way, he looks like he's always just had three. He gets around very well considering, his weight is evenly balanced between the three & he isn't falling over all the time. He doesn't look like a dog, he looks like a hairless boney platypus. Alot of his skin is missing & when he moves, bits of flesh drop to the ground. When I play with him & love him, it doesn't.....it almost seems as though it heals. I like this thought. It makes me happy. I listen as I sit playing on the grass with my two new friends, the slithering sound has started again. I can't think why whatever it is doesn't just come over & say hello. I don't bite, not often anyway & even then there has to be alot of provocation or begging. I can see the path it's taking as it cuts a swathe through the grass in the meadow. I call out to it, it stops for a moment to consider it's options & then carries on it's way, slowly at first, then picking up speed it resumes it's previous course.
As I sit here, I'm thinking of the games I could bring for us to play. How I'm going to bring them I don't know, I've tried using my head to imagine them there & that hasn't worked (although it should because it's my dream after all) & the logistics of how to get things from waking to dreaming are something I shall once again have to ponder. I can see I'm going to have to do alot of pondering!
DING DONG! DING DONG! yes, awake again just as it was finally getting good! I guess I should answer the door then.
Chapter 3
I'm awake & yet I'm strangely not at the same time. My little friend is back looking at me but I'm not in my house. There's rainbows. I can feel a fine mist land on my cheeks & I do what any normal completely sane person would do, I close my eyes, open my mouth wide & stick out my tongue. It's not cold, the mist is cooling but I'm still happily warm. I have clothes on, the ones I wear in the daytime which means I must be having a quick forty winks. My friend is dancing to a beat in his head, I can pick it up from the way he moves but I can't actually hear it. We walk and I can sense eyes following me, not fairy eyes, but eyes of the creatures in the place we are. Where are we I wonder....
There aren't any bricks, any windows or doors, nothing man made as far as I can tell. I'm in a strange meadow, full to the armpits with wild flowers & plants, they look a bit dry, it's a very warm day. In the distance there are some trees & the mist causes the rainbows to cast a colourful glow over the land, it's so pretty. My little friend takes my hand, leads me into the middle of the meadow & suddenly I'm in a clearing. Under usual circumstances it may be a little bit odd that I allow a creature I don't know very well to drag me off into a field, but this one is in my head, in my dreams & my sleep, I'm safe with him. The others can't be that far away, I can hear a slight slithering, hissing sound. Imagine snakes, that's what the sound is most like, but not how snakes really are, just how you would imagine them to be. I love imagination. Anyway, back to the things that are making this sound....
The meadow seems alive now, rustling backwards & forwards in a most odd manner. The first to arrive looks like it used to be alive, well more like it forgot to die really. A bit of a face is smiling at me, the most beautific, happy to see me smile that I've ever seen, this is a happy wondrous little thing. It runs up & gives me a huge cuddle! I don't think 'eeek' I think 'wow'. I squat down on the grass in the clearing under the rainbow mist & hug back. I feel like I know this happy fellow, in another life, long gone maybe....who knows...familiarity washes over me like a warm bubble bath & I lie back & look up at the rainbowed sky. My little fiend is over to one side sitting on a rock, he looks over at me contentedly, he knew I'd be happy & not scared, this makes me feel special (in the good way, not the short bus window licker way) I feel beautiful, happy, safe, protected & warm. This is a lovely dream, I can't wait to find out what's going to happen next. I look down into the good eye (lets not talk about the other one) of my new friend & wake up....
There aren't any bricks, any windows or doors, nothing man made as far as I can tell. I'm in a strange meadow, full to the armpits with wild flowers & plants, they look a bit dry, it's a very warm day. In the distance there are some trees & the mist causes the rainbows to cast a colourful glow over the land, it's so pretty. My little friend takes my hand, leads me into the middle of the meadow & suddenly I'm in a clearing. Under usual circumstances it may be a little bit odd that I allow a creature I don't know very well to drag me off into a field, but this one is in my head, in my dreams & my sleep, I'm safe with him. The others can't be that far away, I can hear a slight slithering, hissing sound. Imagine snakes, that's what the sound is most like, but not how snakes really are, just how you would imagine them to be. I love imagination. Anyway, back to the things that are making this sound....
The meadow seems alive now, rustling backwards & forwards in a most odd manner. The first to arrive looks like it used to be alive, well more like it forgot to die really. A bit of a face is smiling at me, the most beautific, happy to see me smile that I've ever seen, this is a happy wondrous little thing. It runs up & gives me a huge cuddle! I don't think 'eeek' I think 'wow'. I squat down on the grass in the clearing under the rainbow mist & hug back. I feel like I know this happy fellow, in another life, long gone maybe....who knows...familiarity washes over me like a warm bubble bath & I lie back & look up at the rainbowed sky. My little fiend is over to one side sitting on a rock, he looks over at me contentedly, he knew I'd be happy & not scared, this makes me feel special (in the good way, not the short bus window licker way) I feel beautiful, happy, safe, protected & warm. This is a lovely dream, I can't wait to find out what's going to happen next. I look down into the good eye (lets not talk about the other one) of my new friend & wake up....
Thursday, 17 June 2010
Chapter 2
The garden is truly a sight to behold at this time of the night. My little friend has led me through the back door & into the wonderland that is my garden. The moonlight is glinting off the leaves & lighting my way through the shrubs, up the overgrown path & into the wood at the end where the fairies live. Yes, I do believe in fairies & so should you. They work hard in the background to make the world a glorious place & you should be thankful instead of trying to pretend there's no such thing. Shame on you!! I can see them now flitting through the trees, the light's making their wings twinkle while they take off the dead leaves & lead lost, drunken, pollen laden bees back to their hive. My little friend doesn't seem to frighten the fairies, but I think he lives there too so they must be used to him. A pile of leaves shook in front of me & I peered into the glinting gray shadows to see what had decided to come out to meet me, I wasn't scared. My friend gabbled something, I was oblivious though, completely in awe of my surroundings. It was a new world. It reminded me of diving & snorkeling. You look at the water & see flat bluey green wetness......then you put your face in the water, bring your feet up, swim out a ways & a whole world opens up. One full of colour & vibrancy, movement, shape & shadows. Even at night, if you swim out & splash your hands the drops of water light up like magic. Phosphorous apparently, but still a little bit of glorious nighttime magic. See, I'm digressing again, I did warn you.
Back to the garden again I think. That's where the story is, it's not in the sea tonight. It might very well be one night, but not tonight. Tonight belongs to the garden and the thing that's lurking in a non ominous way in the leaves, in the woods, at the bottom of the garden where the fairies live.
I saw an eye, it was still attached and from the looks of it, it could see. Perhaps I was a big blob in shoes & pajamas with messy hair, but it seemed to be looking in my direction. It seemed happy, it had a happy twinkle in it that told me it liked me & I was welcome. I thought at first it was a hedgehog, I could only see the glow of one moonlit eye & it looked rather small. I was wrong, It was a fox. Under normal circumstances I might have been a bit apprehensive when faced with a fox with a glint in it's eye, but it seemed friendly so I went a bit closer so I could take a good look....I've always been a bit nosy (I know, hard to believe but still). I peered in through the bushes, past the glowing spider webs & saw not one but three foxes! They were only cubs & completely fluffy & beautiful! They seemed almost as interested in me as I was in them & one of them came over to give me a friendly nibble. My little monster friend looked smug & at that moment I realised he wanted me to become part of his world. Until that night, my monsters had kept me in my room, but now my little monster friend had shown me a wondrous new world that was lit with moonlight. I felt blessed, I could feel a glow about me & knew it was a glow of happiness. I woke up. I opened my eyes to see Findizzydingo leaning over me whining to go out. It was still dark when I unlocked the back door & looked out expecting to see the new world I had just discovered. The clouds were covering the almost up sun, the sky was a much lighter shade of gray & as I turned to follow the little dog in through the back door, I saw a glint.....
Back to the garden again I think. That's where the story is, it's not in the sea tonight. It might very well be one night, but not tonight. Tonight belongs to the garden and the thing that's lurking in a non ominous way in the leaves, in the woods, at the bottom of the garden where the fairies live.
I saw an eye, it was still attached and from the looks of it, it could see. Perhaps I was a big blob in shoes & pajamas with messy hair, but it seemed to be looking in my direction. It seemed happy, it had a happy twinkle in it that told me it liked me & I was welcome. I thought at first it was a hedgehog, I could only see the glow of one moonlit eye & it looked rather small. I was wrong, It was a fox. Under normal circumstances I might have been a bit apprehensive when faced with a fox with a glint in it's eye, but it seemed friendly so I went a bit closer so I could take a good look....I've always been a bit nosy (I know, hard to believe but still). I peered in through the bushes, past the glowing spider webs & saw not one but three foxes! They were only cubs & completely fluffy & beautiful! They seemed almost as interested in me as I was in them & one of them came over to give me a friendly nibble. My little monster friend looked smug & at that moment I realised he wanted me to become part of his world. Until that night, my monsters had kept me in my room, but now my little monster friend had shown me a wondrous new world that was lit with moonlight. I felt blessed, I could feel a glow about me & knew it was a glow of happiness. I woke up. I opened my eyes to see Findizzydingo leaning over me whining to go out. It was still dark when I unlocked the back door & looked out expecting to see the new world I had just discovered. The clouds were covering the almost up sun, the sky was a much lighter shade of gray & as I turned to follow the little dog in through the back door, I saw a glint.....
Chapter 1
Ominous is a great word. It conjures up all manner of things lurking in the wings, just waiting to pounce! he he he Pounce is another good word.
So here I am minding my own business, not an ominous thought in my head when I happen to think 'hmmm' not for any particular reason, it just popped into my head. Ominously! Life can't imitate art with me, never does, Tracey Emin can get paid millions for a disgusting old bed but when my house is a mess I just get fed up & none of the Saachis come over & offer me money. I'm alot more special than Tracey Emin. I'm not common for a start & can speak properly to boot. I digress though. You'll find I do that quite alot really.....for no reason, I think I'm going a bit mental?
Anyway, to get on with the matter at hand. Have you ever had a dream that was so wonderful you didn't want it to end? I have. Not your traditional type of good dream though...more like a nightmare that you didn't notice was horrible & full of monsters lurking ominously....Monsters don't scare me, I have big boots! Well, I own big boots but one broke so it's currently sitting in Shauns workroom waiting to be fixed...damn shame that, I broke my best boots! I have others I can use to kick monsters though don't you worry. Trouble is, the monsters in my dreams are very sweet & lovely, they don't hurt & look at you like they just want someone to love them. Kicking them is completely out of the question. They're adorable. I think they live in my garden deep under the earth & come out to play when I go to sleep. The pumpkin patch is my guess, they live under the pumpkins during the day & wait for the sun to go down & then they haunt me. They have a bit of skin sometimes but you can see the rotten flesh hanging from the bones that are covered in dirt. They smile at me, not that they have much of a choice, they have bits of face missing too. But the smiles are the sweetest 'love me' smiles you've ever seen. I don't name them, that would make them real & they aren't real, just figments of my rather vivid imagination. But they live under the pumpkins & play with the bats when the moon rides high & the sun has moved on to warm another part of our amazing planet.
One night, I had just dropped into the land of nod when one suddenly stood on the end of my bed! I was a little surprised at it's boldness, it usually takes them alot longer to invade my head. This little one had gumption & I don't mean the cleaner that came in bottles when I was a kid. It beckoned to me. I got up from my bed leaving the dog curled in a ball, snoring gently. I stretched & rubbed the sleep from my eyes. It was dark so I figured I had better wear shoes or my toes would get a good bashing. I couldn't turn the light on, it would wake up the house & this was my own private world where I felt safe, protected & happy. I followed the little one into the hall & could see quite clearly that it had some clothes. Stripy clothes, soiled shoes & a little green hat with a feather in it. I didn't think it had been human at any point, it wasn't the right shape for a start. Very short legs, a curved spine & a rather bulbous protrusion sticking out of it's face that didn't look anything like a nose. Where was it taking me...I step over a twig & jerk myself awake.
So here I am minding my own business, not an ominous thought in my head when I happen to think 'hmmm' not for any particular reason, it just popped into my head. Ominously! Life can't imitate art with me, never does, Tracey Emin can get paid millions for a disgusting old bed but when my house is a mess I just get fed up & none of the Saachis come over & offer me money. I'm alot more special than Tracey Emin. I'm not common for a start & can speak properly to boot. I digress though. You'll find I do that quite alot really.....for no reason, I think I'm going a bit mental?
Anyway, to get on with the matter at hand. Have you ever had a dream that was so wonderful you didn't want it to end? I have. Not your traditional type of good dream though...more like a nightmare that you didn't notice was horrible & full of monsters lurking ominously....Monsters don't scare me, I have big boots! Well, I own big boots but one broke so it's currently sitting in Shauns workroom waiting to be fixed...damn shame that, I broke my best boots! I have others I can use to kick monsters though don't you worry. Trouble is, the monsters in my dreams are very sweet & lovely, they don't hurt & look at you like they just want someone to love them. Kicking them is completely out of the question. They're adorable. I think they live in my garden deep under the earth & come out to play when I go to sleep. The pumpkin patch is my guess, they live under the pumpkins during the day & wait for the sun to go down & then they haunt me. They have a bit of skin sometimes but you can see the rotten flesh hanging from the bones that are covered in dirt. They smile at me, not that they have much of a choice, they have bits of face missing too. But the smiles are the sweetest 'love me' smiles you've ever seen. I don't name them, that would make them real & they aren't real, just figments of my rather vivid imagination. But they live under the pumpkins & play with the bats when the moon rides high & the sun has moved on to warm another part of our amazing planet.
One night, I had just dropped into the land of nod when one suddenly stood on the end of my bed! I was a little surprised at it's boldness, it usually takes them alot longer to invade my head. This little one had gumption & I don't mean the cleaner that came in bottles when I was a kid. It beckoned to me. I got up from my bed leaving the dog curled in a ball, snoring gently. I stretched & rubbed the sleep from my eyes. It was dark so I figured I had better wear shoes or my toes would get a good bashing. I couldn't turn the light on, it would wake up the house & this was my own private world where I felt safe, protected & happy. I followed the little one into the hall & could see quite clearly that it had some clothes. Stripy clothes, soiled shoes & a little green hat with a feather in it. I didn't think it had been human at any point, it wasn't the right shape for a start. Very short legs, a curved spine & a rather bulbous protrusion sticking out of it's face that didn't look anything like a nose. Where was it taking me...I step over a twig & jerk myself awake.
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