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06 December 2012 @ 07:17 am
a juliet e mckenna novel  
This morning I dreamed I was the protagonist of a Juliet E McKenna (jemck) novel. I was a young woman of no particular means in a Fantasy Medieval town of reasonable size. I lived with my father and grandfather, who was old enough to sleep most of the time. My father appeared to be one of those good-hearted-but-conflict-adverse types of fellows who often take the role of father in Disney fiction, and in this particular dream, he greeted me formally in the morning when I came downstairs.

I instantly knew something was up, of course.

However, we then went through the day doing perfectly normal things--visited a market, which was more local farmer's market than exotic crowded narrow alleys, stopped at some kind of shop for the moral equivalent of coffee, etc etc etc. When we arrived home, my father went to attend to something perfectly normal with the expectation he would be back in a moment.

That was when the (not at all handsome) retainer of somebody or other arrived with a large hair comb for me, which was apparently the local fashion of announcing one's engagement to a woman of the town.

Having had no inkling of this before, I slapped the retainer across the face with the hair comb and went off in a rage to find my father.

He was missing.

I instantly suspected the retainer's master, of course, although because this was a dream, I was aware, in a meta way, that in fact the father's kidnapping had *absolutely nothing* to do with my unexpected and unwanted engagement or the man I hadn't met to whom I was to be married. But the dream/novel-me had no idea, and went upstairs to determine that nope, Father wasn't there.

I immediately began to pack a small bag, intending to go out the window and search for my father. Inevitably, the retainer returned--this time with a woman who clearly belonged in the status of 'servant', but I'm not sure if she was my servant or his. The retainer was looking for my father as much as I was, and came upon me changing clothes. The woman was shocked, the retainer sensibly suspicious. I shoved him out of the room with some nonsense about getting ready to go with him, but he came back in immediately, saying he had to inspect me.

What, I wanted to know, the hell was he supposed to be inspecting me for? Signs of femininity? I was, I assured him, female. Virginity? He was going to have a hell of a time being certain of that without pressing the point, which he obviously wasn't going to. A lack of running away? Well, my grandfather was asleep right there in a chair in front of the window, how did he think I was going to get out of the house?

That was more or less the point at which Young Indiana woke me up, but it was a really startlingly clear and detailed dream, and it was *definitely* part of a Juliet E. McKenna novel...
mikaela_l: pic#115610382mikaela_l on December 6th, 2012 07:34 am (UTC)
*laughs* That's how my current WIP started. I dreamt Kate Daniels was baking, but she kept being interrupted. Of course, 10 seconds later Kate Daniels had turned into an unnamed Hearth Witch, helping her brownie friends :).
kitmizkit on December 6th, 2012 10:47 am (UTC)
*laughs* I'm not sure what Juliet would think if I started writing one of her books... :)
mevennenmevennen on December 6th, 2012 09:04 am (UTC)
What an awesome dream!
kitmizkit on December 6th, 2012 10:47 am (UTC)
It WAS! I've dreamed books before, but never like that! It was really, really cool! :)
All Over The Mapjemck on December 6th, 2012 10:11 am (UTC)
Yes, that definitely looks like one of mine. Muse.com must be on the blink again. Not for the first time.

Thinking about this while doing the school run this morning, I reckon, if Young Indiana hadn't has his Person from Porlock moment, I'm pretty sure you'd have discovered it's a River Kingdom book, because that inspection would be to determine if Our Heroine does have hidden magic potential.

The thing is though, that particular magic is a closely guarded secret and considerable trouble is taken to ensure it's only available to the Paramount King and his trusted advisors. This retainer and his master are not among them...
kitmizkit on December 6th, 2012 10:46 am (UTC)
That seems like an *exceedingly* likely way for the story to have carried on.

*waits hopefully to find out what happens* :)

Seriously, it was--I mean, I knew *in the dream* that I was dreaming one of your books. I've dreamed ElfQuest stories before (in full page black and white panels no less), to the degree of vividness that it was sometimes days after the fact that I finally figured out why I couldn't find that issue, but I've never been downloaded into somebody else's world/writing style/work like that. It was wild!
All Over The Mapjemck on December 6th, 2012 10:53 am (UTC)
That is awesome - to dream ElfQuest stories complete with artwork!

And yes, I have tucked this away with other River Kingdom ideas. We will need to decide what local variant of Kit/Catie best suits Our Heroine...
kitmizkit on December 6th, 2012 11:08 am (UTC)
Those ElfQuest dreams were *very* cool, but *very* confusing. :)

*squeaks gleefully* I realize it may be never before you get to writing such a story, but I just love the idea that it's tucked away just in case. :)
All Over The Mapjemck on December 6th, 2012 11:41 am (UTC)
I'm having to resist the temptation not to start writing it today...

And this will make for a wonderful variation on the usual answers, the next time I'm asked 'where do you get your ideas from?'

"Well, some writers get ideas in their dreams. I have apparently somehow delegated that to my friends..."
mevennenmevennen on December 6th, 2012 12:45 pm (UTC)
Kari has other people's dreams. Maybe this one was meant for her? But in any case, you now get to live on one of J's novels which is surely very cool.
Kari Sperringla_marquise_de_ on December 6th, 2012 07:37 pm (UTC)
I do, I admit it. I've never knowingly had one of Jules', but I did have one earlier this week that I think belonged to someone else -- epic fantasy with what felt like a Tanya Huff flavour.
I don't know Tanya that well, so....
kitmizkit on December 6th, 2012 09:19 pm (UTC)
Oh go ahead and start. We won't tell anybody. O.O
All Over The Mapjemck on December 8th, 2012 11:36 am (UTC)
we'll pencil it in for Young Indiana's first semester in college? Or graduate school?
kitmizkit on December 8th, 2012 02:53 pm (UTC)
what? pshaw! it's a collaboration so it's only half the work! we can tuck it in between other projects no problem, have it done by next Christmas!

Alix (Tersa): Castle - Bromance doughnuttersa on December 6th, 2012 04:09 pm (UTC)
Ahahahaha. That is awesome, and the kinds of dreams I love to have.

And I read downthread and saw that it might actually be written someday, so I will sit on my hands for the "I want to read more!" impulse. :>
kitmizkit on December 6th, 2012 09:20 pm (UTC)
*laughs* I also want to read more! And if it hadn't felt so *strongly* like one of Juliet's books I might think about writing it myself! :)
T. Revst_rev on December 6th, 2012 05:21 pm (UTC)
My dream last night ended with an easter egg: a deleted or post-credits scene (possibly from Avengers 2 or Iron Man 3) where one of the main villain's henchmen took off his mask, revealing that he was an unrelated but well-known third rate villain, and then criticized the main villain's design sense. Then a bunch of other henchmen took off their masks, turned out to be other well-known villains, and joined in with the complaining.
kit: fanboy_aa_godimeanmizkit on December 6th, 2012 09:02 pm (UTC)
Kari Sperringla_marquise_de_ on December 6th, 2012 07:38 pm (UTC)
Maybe you and Jules could write this as a collaboration at some future time? (When you're not horribly overworked.)
kitmizkit on December 6th, 2012 09:22 pm (UTC)
Deborah Blakedeborahblakehps on December 6th, 2012 07:40 pm (UTC)
I loved this. Can you start dreaming my next book too? (Really, that would be so helpful.)

I dreamed that two different people, one of them an author friend, accused me of stalking them. And no, Catie, it wasn't you :-)