Welcome to my stop on the weekly Book Hooks blog hop!
I’ve got a fantastic sale going on today – you can get not one, not two, not three…but FIVE complete novels for only $0.99. My box set A Box of Dreams is on sale today, and not only do you get give books, but you also get bonus material, too. All for less than the price of a can of soda!
Here’s an excerpt from book five, WAKING DREAM…
My head hurts. And the bed – no, not the bed. It’s too hard. I’m on the floor. How did I get there? With difficulty, I open my eyes, and my headache becomes immediately worse. What happened?
My face feels strange. Wet and sticky. I put a hand to my cheek, and it comes away bloody. I was – where was I? Somewhere outside, walking towards…
Towards Lydia’s house. And then she drove up in her car. She tried to run me over, I jumped out of the way and scratched my face up when I hit the ground. And then I did the same thing to myself in real life while I was sleeping. It was my cheek in the dream, too. Bits of stone – she had paving stones leading up to her front porch, and that’s where I landed. That’s where I cut myself.
This happened two years ago, too. There was one dream in particular. I was dreaming about being in jail. I was handcuffed in the dream, and I fell down and hit my head. When I woke up, I was lying on the floor in exactly the same position, with a splitting headache. I did it to myself.
Just like now. Which means – oh, God! – we can hurt each other. Whatever we do to each other in the dream, we’ll do it to ourselves for real. And I didn’t even think about using whatever appears in the dream. I just assumed that since we couldn’t physically touch each other, there was no danger. But if she’s driving a car, she doesn’t need to touch me directly.
Or if she’s got a gun in her dream – no, I don’t want to think about that.