Of Childhood Memories, Cars Full of Twix Bars, and an E-Book Sale!

Sometimes, memories and dreams mix and intermingle to the point where it’s difficult to discern one from the other.  There are times when I have to pause, take stock, and think:  “Did I really do that years ago?  Or did I just dream it?”  And, perhaps even more disconcerting:  “Is there truly a distinction?”  Who’s to say our dreams aren’t “real”?  Who’s to say they don’t represent an existence as actual as the one we live when we’re up and around?  This, of course, is a question central to The Eye-Dancers as well as its sequel, The Singularity Wheel, and one I am sure I’ll return to in future writing endeavors.


But, for the purposes of this discussion, I can say–right now, I am thinking of something from my past that combines both memories and dreams.  My own memory, but someone else’s dream.  Confusing?  Let’s proceed!

Sean was a childhood friend of mine from the neighborhood I grew up in.  He lived a street over from me and up the hill.  His family moved away after he and I turned thirteen, and I never saw him much after that.  But for a few years, on the threshold of adolescence, he and I hung around together a lot–he’d stop by after school or for an entire day during the summer.  In winter, we’d watch TV, play video games or board games, or just talk about stuff.  In more pleasant weather, we’d play catch, take walks through the neighborhood, or go hiking in the woods and pretend to be explorers blazing the trails of a remote and hitherto unknown jungle.  We’d listen to the bird calls and rustlings in the woodland shrubbery and imagine we were hearing flesh-ripping velociraptors who might emerge at any moment from the shadows and attack.  We needed to be on guard.


Our flights of fancy weren’t restricted to our jaunts through the woods, however.  We would also share with each other the highlights of some of our wildest, most reality-busting dreams.  I certainly told him about the nightmare I had as a six-year-old, wherein I jumped into a pool that, in turn, metamorphosed into a sinister ocean populated by child-eating monsters.  And one day–one summer’s day in the middle of a hot July in the 1980s, he told me about a dream he’d had.


“So, you know, I had a dream about food,” he said.  We were sitting at the old red picnic table in the backyard.  Some of the paint had peeled off, revealing the weather-beaten grain of the wood underneath.

“Food?” I said.  Didn’t exactly sound riveting.

“Yeah.  Candy.”  Sean loved candy.  “And not just any candy.  But my favorite candy.”

That one was easy.  “Twix bars?”  I said.  Almost every time I saw him, he had a Twix bar or two in his pocket.


He smiled.  “A carful of ’em!”  I raised an eyebrow, and he went on.  “I dreamt that I had a wish,” he said, shifting on the firm bench attached to the table.  The clothes my mother hung on the clothesline swayed and danced in the humid summer breeze.  “I could get as much of anything I wanted for just one dollar, and it would all fill the inside of a car.”

“Who granted the wish?” I wanted to know.  “A magician?  A genie?  A warlock?”


He shrugged.  “I don’t even know.  It was like, I just knew I had the wish already granted, and I could just ask for anything.  So, I went inside this car, put a buck on the floor–you know, for the payment–sat in the back seat, and . . .”

And . . . the car filled up with Twix bars?”

He smiled again, this time a prize-winner.  It was so broad, I thought his face might split in two.  “I was swimming in ’em!” he said.  “I was pinned down in the seat, Twix bars covering me all up, almost up to the roof.”


“Sounds kinda scary,” I said.  “I mean . . . could you move or get out if you wanted to?”

“Why would I?” he said.  “I was in heaven!  Besides.  I could just eat my way out.”

I let that sink in.  It was a curious visual.  “And all for a dollar,” I said.

“Best buck I ever spent,” he said.  “For real, or in a dream.”

I just nodded.  Who was I to argue?



All this week, the Kindle version of The Singularity Wheel is on sale for just 99 cents–or, one cent less than my friend’s all-you-can-eat Twix dream from decades ago.  The base price of The Singularity Wheel e-book is $2.99, so this is a good-sized discount.  For anyone who may be thinking of downloading a copy onto their Kindle or Kindle App, now would be the ideal time!

Okay, so that was a pretty blatant sales pitch, I admit.  But I hope you’ll consider it and give The Singularity Wheel a look–even if it won’t be accompanied by a thousand magical candy bars.


Thanks so much for reading!


22 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. ritaroberts
    Mar 27, 2019 @ 17:35:48

    WOW would you believe Twix Bars are my favourite too. I eat them now, even though I know i shouldn’t because I am diabetic What can one do when they are always stuck in front of the counter in most supermarkets. Enjoyed this post and hearing all about you and your friends nightmares.


  2. The Eye-Dancers
    Mar 27, 2019 @ 18:18:26

    Thank you! There is nothing like a Twix bar.:)


  3. Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner
    Mar 27, 2019 @ 18:49:52

    Nice memory. Nice story. Nice segue, Mike! All loaded on my kindle. Just need to read them now. Looking forward to it 🙂


  4. ellie894
    Mar 27, 2019 @ 19:41:27

    The Singularity Wheel is way better than a Twix bar or even a carful of them! 😊


  5. Mary J. McCoy-Dressel
    Mar 27, 2019 @ 20:32:18

    I love the dialog between you and your friend talking about the dream, especially when Sean said, “Why would I?” he said. “I was in heaven! Besides. I could just eat my way out.” Haha. Sounds like me and chocolate. Good luck with your sale, Mike. Great post.


  6. joannerambling
    Mar 28, 2019 @ 00:03:46

    If there is one chocolate bar I do not like it is a twix bar


  7. melhopkinsdotcom
    Apr 01, 2019 @ 13:15:21

    Hmm, a dollar and a dream? At 13 years-old, I probably would’ve wished for a stylish wardrobe. 😊


  8. Rilla Z
    Apr 01, 2019 @ 14:29:02

    Great dream! Best of luck on your book promo!


  9. Ste J
    Apr 07, 2019 @ 02:52:40

    Twix! Now that is a blast from the past, it sounds like a great dream actually. I would love some of that. I can also recommend The Singularity Wheel as a good read as well.


  10. stormy1812
    Apr 12, 2019 @ 21:11:48

    First – what a fun memory! Dreams are so interesting. They really can be indicative of how a person is or thought process but what is going on in life. My dreams are usually pretty surreal and outlandish lol. Sharks have been playing a big role as of late and I can’t pinpoint why…Shark Week isn’t until July or August…haha!

    Second – thanks for still visiting my page despite my ridiculous absence! I’m hoping to get back into the swing of things.

    Third – I have yet to read The Singularity Wheel but I will get started this evening. 🙂 Looking forward to another fascinating story.


    • The Eye-Dancers
      Apr 14, 2019 @ 11:13:59

      Thanks so much, Jen! It’s great hearing from you and I very much look forward to your future posts.:) I hope you enjoy The Singularity Wheel, but if you think it’s awful, let me know that, too.:) Again, awesome hearing from you! (I’ve had a dream of two about sharks myself.:)


  11. Karina Pinella
    May 12, 2019 @ 13:16:52

    I liked the marketing segue. Nicely written.


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