This was the title of another story that I wrote around the time of The Autumn Girl. It was a light-hearted fantasy tale of a little man who sat at the confluence of all worlds: The Room of Strange Doorways. Here, an infinite number of doors opened onto an infinite number of worlds.
Perhaps there is a similar 'room' in dreamland: a special, even sacred, place, where all dreams converge. A sort of collective unconscious. Normally, one cannot escape one's own dreams and enter someone else's, but I think this may be one of Danny's ultimate tasks. However strange our own dreams are, the strangest world you could ever visit would be somebody else's head – to actually move around inside someone's dreams, memories, thoughts.
It may be that, in order to save someone – his father? – Danny has to enter that person's dreams via this room of strange doorways.
Friday, December 8, 2006
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