happygoluckysockmonkey79
Scribe
i get ideas for my stories from everything
I used to day dream about cartoon and anime style fights. But nowadays I occasionally slip into my universe for some daydreaming. It's kinda cool.These have been the main inspiration for my writing. When I was a kid I was a maladaptive daydreamer, which has lessened since I became an adult and my life became more stable. But these intense daydreams are the inspiration of my works. I was wondering if anyone else has done this?
I'm a little jealous, I've always wanted to get into lucid dreaming.I get ideas from dreams. I am lucky, that once in a while I can enter a lucid dream and play almost the entire story through before I wake up. The trouble is remembering the specifics afterwards. Even keeping a digital recorder by the bed and trying a stream of consciousness recitation as soon as I get up doesn't seem to work. I try not to sweat it and let the ideas and sensations float back to me over the next few days.
Right now I've got the "memory" of a sunny hillside and cloud busting with not a care in the world. And no idea where it fits in a story...
If I'm to judge by my non-creative daydreams, it's probably intense debates on topics that weren't brought up. I'd be a wealthy man if I could cash in the amount of times I've been enraged by an illogical argument an imaginary strawman made in my head.I've always done this, and every other writer I know does it. What messes with my head is wondering what non-creatives think about all day, if it's not imaginary friends and lives lived that aren't our own.
That is hysterical, mostly for me because my wife did that with her entire 6th Grade class, teachers and all, roleplaying an espionage thriller about a clandestine military organization during the Cold War. Appropriate, as it was in reality during the Cold War. The 80's were trippy.Oh I absolutely Daydream. Once when I was little, I had a daydream that I could literally travel to other worlds (basically reality shifting, but I didn’t know there was a name for that at the time.) I was so convinced that I made a bunch of my friends that I could do it, and then they began to claim they could as well. Looking back, I just wanted to be special, and my friends didn’t want to be left out, so we all collectively gaslit each other into believing it was real for like a year lmao.