doom

[freckles_and_doubt]

I hang my head in shame. The Bunny Threat Level has not been rising sharply enough for some people (she says, turning the Gimlet Gaze of Guilt-trip on the perpetrators), and the bunny has acquired... accessories. Accessories of doom. Accessories which caused me, upon contemplating them, to rest my head gently upon my keyboard and weep tears of grief and betrayal. Accessories which are twee, plastic, shiny and which, in the crowning moment of tackiness, are stuck on with prestik. I feel ill. No, wait, that'll be the sinus infection and the new round of superhero antibiotics embarking on Round 3. My nice doctor has a Plan. Or strategy. Or possibly tactics.



The thing to remember about this image is I haven't shown you the worst bit yet. I'm unleashing it in installments so people have time to regain some sanity in the interim. Or grow another leg, having gnawed it off in aesthetic self-defense.

Yes, those are giant robotic claws.


I guess I'll just finish that book now. Horrific though this is, knowing the perpetrators it could be worse, and probably will be shortly. My friends love me, really, and want me to finish this book. Sanity is apparently optional.

Weird Dream update: weird career images. Last night I flew gently in to my office on campus, only to discover it was now a sumptuous set of rooms in aged stone and wooden panelling, with a high, cathedral-arched roof and enormous, transparent, billowing curtains of red silk running from floor to ceiling. The rooms were filled with students, who were all milling about enthusiastically demanding my autograph on books which I hadn't actually written.

And this year's strangest dream image so far: a woman, with long, wild hair streaked with grey, wearing billowing, layered clothes, and standing on the edge of a high cliff in the wind. Her clothes were dotted all over with those black plastic hairclips with teeth, which were clenched onto the fabric all over her. As I watched she leaped into the air, and the hairclips all changed into black birds which held her up, flapping. Their strange, piercing cries turned into the beeps of the alarm clock, and I woke up.

Bunny Threat Level: aargh.

Comments

[herne-kzn.livejournal.com]

Eee by gum that's 'orrible.
The first dream is pretty cool, the second is...

[extemporanea.livejournal.com]

Actually, quite the reverse. The first dream, while it had cool moments (I love flying dreams, that moment where you simply lift off the ground because you can), was mostly bewildered and guilt-ridden in tone. The second, while bizarre, had a sort of calm certainty to it. She wasn't a threatening woman, just strange. I'm suffering an impulse to write weird fiction around her, I think her story would be interesting.

[(Anonymous)]

OK, I get warm fuzzy feelings from career fulfillment dreams that last at least 90 seconds after waking up.
The second one is certainly vastly more intriguing, I just don't know what to say about it. If you do write something, please pass it along this way:)

[herne-kzn.livejournal.com]

Ahem, soory, shouldn't fire while cloaked.

[mac1235.livejournal.com]

The 2nd dream reminds me of a Madonna music video...

[extemporanea.livejournal.com]

Madonna music videos as a class, or a particular one?

(Not that it means much, I don't think I've ever set eyes on a Madonna music video. All My Own Imagination, promise).

[mac1235.livejournal.com]

Frozen.avi. It was one of the first music videos out and made an impression on me. Black and white, desolate landscape, high-quality avi. Creepy visual, woman in billowing clothes shatters into a flock of ravens at one point.

[tngr-spacecadet.livejournal.com]

i giggle at the scary bunny ;)

whatever next, makeup?

on a more pleasant note, i believe heroes has started up again.

[extemporanea.livejournal.com]

aargh! don't give the perpetrators ideas! they have enough evil motivation-ploys of their own.

I still haven't finished watching the last batch of heroes, I'm up to ep. 17. I'm enjoying it more and more. Horn-rims is becoming increasingly interesting, and yay Christopher Eccleston!