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About Kate Chen

Writing a memoir about writing a memoir while experiencing memory loss caused by multiple sclerosis. Graduate of GrubStreet's Memoir Generator and Memoir Incubator. Published in Momentum's humor section, National Multiple Sclerosis Magazine. Former Executive Directive, Harvard's Institute for Quantitative Social Science; Director of Gifts and Grants, Harvard Sten Cell Institute; Communications Manager, Western Academy of Beijing. Vassar College, '90, Philosophy major I live in Allston, MA my old and spunky beagle-basset named Sunday.

Dungeon

I dreamt that another woman and I were in a dark dungeon-like basement strapped down to gurneys. dungeonOur gurneys hovered over a large, deep basin of water, wild and churning below. Two young men were on the far side of the basement busy with books while calling out to us about getting us free. When they came near, they turned into terrifying demons.  An older man with a hideous face came downstairs.  He came to the foot of my gurney and used antiquated medical tools inside me. Continue reading

Me two

I dreamt that I was giving a flip-chart presentation to a casual room full of people sitting on couches and bean bag chairs.  Then, as I spoke, I also entered the room from the back – a second ‘me’ if you will.  Second me began to explain to first me why my talk was incorrect and what the proper facts and conclusions were.  This was received very well by first me, and the two me’s had a very pleasant discourse.

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Tiny frolickers

I dreamt that I was lying in bed under my covers, as I felt that I actually was, and looking down at the foot of my bed, as I felt that I actually was, and on the corner of my comforter, 3″ to 12″ versions of dinosaurs, gummy bears, Flintstones vitamins, and the people, in black and white, from the movie “Cat on a Hot Tin Roof” were frolicking.

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