When I clicked that "publish" button for the first post. I was rather excited because I had found a way to give one of my characters, Melissa, a voice. She popped up in a plot-line I developed several years ago and now I am learning more about her. While I know the bare bones of Melissa's story the dream journal idea for the posts means that her story unfolds bit by bit.
I love a good mystery and I think Melissa's is going to be compelling.
The inspiration to write Melissa's material as entries in a dream journal came from the William Butler Yeats poem "The Circus Animals' Desertion." Being Irish he knew dreams hold "Heart-mysteries." He knew what many other cultures, including Native American, knew about dreams. (The Australian aborigines believe the world was sung into existence by their ancestors during the Dreamtime.)
When I resolved to write that post I "sought a theme" and soon I had the image of a rose growing in a wasteland against all odds. I imagined the last portion of "The Circus Animals' Desertion" because even among "the sweepings of a street" I felt hope.
I did wonder what image to use to portray Melissa's choice to walk toward the unknown. I remembered something from a college course, PSYC 001: a baby being coaxed to cross a glass floor, suspended over a multi-level area, to get to its mother. A very difficult task and I thought a glass bridge might be a rough equivalent for Melissa.
Well, we'll see what dreams may come!
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I love old warehouses like this - bricks and arched windows. There are lots of buildings like this in New York City, especially Brooklyn. Now you should revisit the building under different conditions - late afternoon sun, a rainy day, etc. - and see how it changes (and take photos!).
Thanks! I do plan to go back and do as you suggested. I took a lot of pictures and there are still so many I want to get ... warehouses, river, train bridges, a 19th c. cemetery .. It's a treasure-trove out there, and when you multiply it by all the different conditions ... wow...
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