Neil Gaiman and Amanda Palmer
Ok, so last night I had a dream with Neil and Amanda in it. I can still see it in my mind.
Neil had a black dress jacket, black slacks and a white, collared, shirt. Amanda was wearing a strapless white wedding dress with bits of white lace in seemingly random placement. The dress was covered in small colored ink drawings of flowers and words. Her hair was up in a twist, with twigs with berries and leaves stuck in to hold her hair up. It very naturistic, with a wood nymph quality to it. The dress had an extremely long brown trail to it, measuring around ten feet, but there was no vale.
My wife, myself, Neil and Amanda all went out for Sushi to a nice restaurant. The restaurant was dark with dim red lights illuminating small areas of the red walls. Tables were low, with seating on pillows on the floor. A candle in the center of the table provided enough light to see each other as we began an existential conversation.
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True story. That was my dream. As a note, there was one bathroom, used by men and women at the same time, as seen in some places in Europe. This was not necessarily a European bathroom though. It’s walls were covered in graffiti and it felt dark and unclean.
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The graphic novel moves along. We have about 25 pages worth of panels created, and I am putting the narration and dialogue into it. Manthos and his family are having some problems and looking to move in the near future, so we are delayed slightly, but I am confident that when he gets settled in the new place, we will continue making excellent progress.