A Slow Subconscious

I am a frequent and vivid dreamer.  I am fortunate that I can remember many of my dreams. While I have rarely used any of them whole in my writing I find that some of the ideas and images sometimes float into my work and even inspire it.

We moved to the South of France almost six months ago, on December 1st.  Now, at last, my laggard unconscious has caught up with events and I have had my first dream about living here.

Nothing exciting.  I went to the market which is directly opposite, bought some potatoes and ruined the mash I was making by putting too much milk in it.  ‘Never mind’, my dream self told my wife, ‘I’ll get a baguette.’


About Martin Lake

Martin Lake lives in the French Riviera with his wife. After studying at the University of East Anglia he worked as a teacher, trainer and company director. A serious accident shattered his arm and meant that he had to rein back his work. He decided to concentrate on writing and is now writing full-time. He writes a wide range of fiction. His main interests are historical fiction, short stories and fiction for young adults. Martin has a series of novels 'The Lost King' which are set in the years following the Norman Invasion of England. They concern Edgar Atheling, last representative of the ancient English royal dynasty and his fight to regain the throne from William the Conqueror. Martin has also published 'Artful' the further adventures of the Dodger and 'Outcasts' a novel about fall of the Crusader Kingdom of Jerusalem. His latest novel, 'A Love Most Dangerous' is about a maid of honour who becomes the lover of Henry VIII. Martin’s work has been broadcast on radio. He won first prize in the Kenneth Grahame Society competition to write a story based on 'The Wind in the Willows.' You can get the collection, 'The Wind in the Willows Short Stories' from Amazon.
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2 Responses to A Slow Subconscious

  1. Fascinates me how places and people occur or don’t in dreams, the latter equally intriguing.

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