{"id":4287,"date":"2012-11-02T15:08:41","date_gmt":"2012-11-02T22:08:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/new.wavewithoutashore.cwgservices.org\/?p=4287"},"modified":"2012-11-02T15:09:30","modified_gmt":"2012-11-02T22:09:30","slug":"a-fun-question-from-elsewhere-on-the-webz-where-are-most-of-your-dreams-located","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.cherryh.com\/WaveWithoutAShore\/a-fun-question-from-elsewhere-on-the-webz-where-are-most-of-your-dreams-located\/","title":{"rendered":"A fun question, from elsewhere on the webz: where are most of your dreams located?"},"content":{"rendered":"

…geographically, that is. Is it somewhere you once lived? A particular place? The answers there were scattered and whimsically interesting. Mine very rarely involve people I know, and they don’t involve people I write about—though sometimes it’s a half-grown-up version of the gang from my old neighborhood, occasionally, very rarely, it’s Jane; occasionally it’s old family stuff. And many places are places I’ve never actually been. I used to think somewhen I’d like to live in an old Victorian house, but I’ve had so many weird dreams about a place like that I don’t think I’d be comfortable in a place with too many doors.<\/p>\n

Weirder still, when Jane and I were househunting, we went into a few, and I’d be real enthusiastic at first, but after a little bit of walking around, these places began to ‘tell me stories,’ in a weird way…just like echoes of feelings, never words, just weird stuff. A writer’s brain IS a haunted attic, I fear. We’re probably the scariest thing ever to wander the halls.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

…geographically, that is. Is it somewhere you once lived? A particular place? The answers there were scattered and whimsically interesting. Mine very rarely involve people I know, and they don’t involve people I write about—though sometimes it’s a half-grown-up version of the gang from my old neighborhood, occasionally, very rarely, it’s Jane; occasionally it’s old […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":751,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4287","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-journal"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cherryh.com\/WaveWithoutAShore\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4287","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cherryh.com\/WaveWithoutAShore\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cherryh.com\/WaveWithoutAShore\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cherryh.com\/WaveWithoutAShore\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/751"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cherryh.com\/WaveWithoutAShore\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4287"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.cherryh.com\/WaveWithoutAShore\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4287\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cherryh.com\/WaveWithoutAShore\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4287"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cherryh.com\/WaveWithoutAShore\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4287"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cherryh.com\/WaveWithoutAShore\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4287"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}