Hilariously wonderful dream this morning about being at a con at a spread-out college with Holly Black & a buncha people I didn't know, feeling slightly left out. Then Leonard Bernstein turned up as one of the guests, and when we all needed to get to a talk at another location and various cars were being parcelled out by the organizers, he offered me a ride on the back of his bike. His own "talk" finished with him singing a medley of songs he liked. He was having fun, and didn't feel like he needed to impress anyone with his erudition. Though he was also flirting with all of us. I stuck around, and kissed him. We made an assignation. He kept saying, "I'm bisexual" and trying to explain it to me. I told him I was pleased, because I'd written an entire set of books in which practically everyone was, so it was good to have corroboration. (Woke up & remembered that he actually was. I met him twice while he was alive, BTW. My chorus, the New Amsterdam Singers, was one of the groups called in for his Mahler's 9th at Alice Tully, and once when the group went caroling at the Dakota - in one of the stairwells - he came out and applauded us and our conductor, who turned quite pink. He & that stairwell get a cameo in my new short story, "Dulce Domum," which I read most of at Wiscon.)
We never did get to bed, though. The other night, I dreamed that Jeremy Irons was around, and I was wondering whether there was any chance he'd take an interest in me. Eventually, he did - but I woke up thinking, "Dammit, it was my dream - why did I have to waste all that time worrying about it?" Silly me.
We never did get to bed, though. The other night, I dreamed that Jeremy Irons was around, and I was wondering whether there was any chance he'd take an interest in me. Eventually, he did - but I woke up thinking, "Dammit, it was my dream - why did I have to waste all that time worrying about it?" Silly me.
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Date: 2009-06-05 06:08 pm (UTC)Fantasy Life
Date: 2009-06-06 02:32 pm (UTC)There is a saying among men about how someone could "F up a wet dream." Meet my subconscious. There are days...
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