Somewhere, once upon a time, I learned an interesting theory about dreams. That theory stated that certain rooms represented certain aspects of the dreamer’s psyche. If you dream of a bedroom, for instance, that’s believed to have something to do with sexuality and intimacy. If you dream of a kitchen, that’s your domestic side, a living room was considered your social, public self … and so on. That, in part is what Into The Mansion is about.
Not long ago in Facebook Land, I shared that I was working on something somewhat different than my usual Horror novel fare. Oh, it’s still about a big, creepy, old house, but instead of prose – it’s poetry. It’s not a new poem. It was written in 1995, though parts of it existed long before that in the world of my dreams.
Instead of just posting it here and forcing you all to read, I’ve created a 7-minute video of the poem that I narrate. It took more times than I care to mention to get a recording I was happy with and though it’s still not perfection – it will do.
And so, without further delay – I extend a hand and say, “Come with me …
Great story and awesome idea. People always want to go to an author’s reading, so you brought it to the masses. Nice.
Well, when you get no replies from places you’ve offered to do signings and reading at – you have to come up with an alternative plan.
Interesting theory about dreams. It seems that if I wind up in a room while dreaming, it’s often a kitchen…
I have nightmares about the filthiest public bathrooms you can possibly imagine. I’m afraid to even fathom a guess what that’s all about!!