Sunday, February 26, 2012As I watch the Oscars, I think about the first movie I remember seeing. While I know I saw several Disney movies before, the one that first made an impact was the original 'King Kong'. I don't even recall how I managed to swing seeing it since I stayed up waaaaaay past my bedtime to finish watching it on the television.
My parents were right. I began to have nightmares with King Kong chasing me. Finally one night I decided I was going to change the dream. I made the ape my friend, and we suddenly were going on great adventures in my dreams with me riding on his shoulder.
This was the start of my storytelling albeit in my dreams. As I experienced more and more movies, I would replay them in my dreams and change those bits I hadn't liked. I would make them mine.
Later I would write my own stories, but I still imagine riding on King Kong's shoulder as we swept across my dreamscape.