Speaking of metaphors, long-time readers might wonder what happened to my Octopus, otherwise known as the MMP-1, MMP-2, and MMP-3.  Well, MMP-1 is under consideration (for the second time), and I was slogging doggedly away at the MMP-2 when I dreamed a solution to my organizational difficulties with the MMP-3.

The MMP-3 started life as two conference papers, and for (mumble) years they refused either to coalesce or to separate tidily.  Nonetheless, I remained convinced that they belonged together, if I could just figure out how to do it, and every so often I poked them to see whether they’d respond.  I hadn’t poked them in months when this dream came.

Normally a dream solution, in my life and head, would go something like, “Add Sputnik and Queen Victoria, and you’ll have a carrot!”  The dream-self would say, “Of course, why didn’t I think of that sooner?”

When I woke up, obviously, I’d be all, “WTF???

But this time, it was a real, workable solution.  I wrote out the outline, and pulled out the topic sentences separately to check, and sure enough, they make a little mini-essay, just like they’re supposed to.  So, back to the MMP-3.

Being what I am, every time I look up a critical quotation for it, I notice something I have to add to the MMP-2 or even to Entirely Different Essay.

Some things never change.

One thought on “What dreams may come

  1. Love this — so often it’s when you’re paying attention to something else that solutions come. Meanwhile, I’d like your dream genie to come in my direction!

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