Every Reverie

I had a dream again. Here goes.

I'm a child. It is the morning, my sister and I have crawled into bed with our parents, (which was very common before we started school,) and we are watching a news report on a new movie being made in Hollywood. The movie is based on a book written by Linda Blair, documenting the fearsome supernatural phenomena she encountered while shooting The Exorcist. This supposed autobiography was called "Then Falls the Veil," which is an apparent reference to The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam. (What the hell? That's pretty out there, even for my subconscious.) Then Falls the Veil was apparently popular in the mid 1970's until Blair admitted she fabricated many of the events described therein, but a small subset of the population remained convinced the stories were true. My sister pulled an old autographed copy off the shelf as we were watching the segment, and my dad had the first chapter memorized word for word. As we watched clips from the new movie, I began to experience the events in the book, I was sitting in bed with a lap full of candy which turned into snakes and lizards and spiders. I was terrified but my dad told me I couldn't move because this was all being filmed for use in the movie. I cried as I reached down and grabbed a wiggling lizard by its tail and ate it. It tasted like a mix of lizard and gummi worm. Linda Blair became angry and turned off the TV.

Maybe by the time I'm fifty I'll have enough of these for a book.