Who hasn’t dreamed of being back in a classroom and finding oneself completely unprepared for a test? For years I had those kinds of dreams fairly often, but it had been a long time and I guess I thought I was finished with them. I guessed wrong.
Last night I dreamt that I was in a class for sports broadcasters and the final test consisted of doing the play-by-play for a major league baseball game. In the dream I watched my fellow students step up to the microphone, and with varying degrees of success, put their own special spin on the broadcast. I wasn’t worried even a little bit. Then it came my turn.
First. I lost the microphone. It was right there, and then, poof! Gone. I searched and searched, all while the instructor tapped his foot and looked pointedly at his watch. Finally I found it—under my shirt of all places. I plugged the mic in and began my broadcast, only now there weren’t baseball players on the field, there were chickens.
I looked helplessly at the instructor. He just said, “Banter and schtick!” Or maybe he said “banter and chick.”
So I launched into a weather report interspersed with a great many “ums” and “uhs.” The chickens were running about cackling and clucking as chickens do, and the instructor made a slashing motion across his throat. “Cut!”
I’d failed.
I curled up on the baseball field in the fetal position and cried.
Now, it doesn’t take a genius (thank goodness) to interpret this dream. Having just launched my second book—and my first attempt at a romance novel—I’d had a failure dream. One could say my field of dreams was a massive cluck-up.
The book’s doing okay, though. I’m anxious about first reviews, but hopeful, too. Mainly I hope the chickens don’t come home to roost again tonight.
Peace, and sweet dreams, people.
Praying for Eyebrowz 
Let your dreams take care of your anxieties
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I hope it works that way! Thanks!
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I wish you all the best. It is natural to worry but I hope you can have a good sleep and have a great dream this time. 🙏🏻 blessings!
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Thank you! No chickens last night!
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Hahaha! That is good to know. 😀
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‘my field of dreams was a massive cluck-up’–A+ for that! So made me laugh!
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Thank you!!
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Your brain can come up with the most unique dreams. Such unusual mixing of items… Perhaps look on them as prophetic- ideas for future books rather than possible failure.
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Chickens and baseball…😉
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Mine are always forgetting my schedule or locker combination, or getting lost in the building trying to find my next class. Why is it that we always revert to school situations when we stress dream? And yes, they do still pop up every once in a while all these years later. Hopefully you’ll have a much more peaceful and chick free dream tonight. Unless it is the kind of chick you need to inspire your next book, then feel free to chick dream away!
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There were no chicks last night, but I didn’t sleep much either. I’m stuck in that zone where I feel like I need to check KDP every hour for sales and Amazon for reviews.
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I would say that eventually fades, but with you releasing a new book every few months… probably not happening any time soon. lol!
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I’d just gotten to the point where I didn’t check KDP every day. Now I’m back to checking every hour.
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It is way too easy to get lost in all of those stats.
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It certainly is.
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