{"id":117260,"date":"2017-11-15T09:00:19","date_gmt":"2017-11-15T14:00:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/?p=117260"},"modified":"2017-11-15T12:11:21","modified_gmt":"2017-11-15T17:11:21","slug":"insomniacs-dream-diary-part-three","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2017\/11\/15\/insomniacs-dream-diary-part-three\/","title":{"rendered":"The Insomniac\u2019s Dream Diary: Part Three"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_117229\" style=\"width: 1010px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/10\/nabokov-dream-image-e1509029512138.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-117229\" class=\"wp-image-117229 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/10\/nabokov-dream-image-e1509029512138.jpg\" width=\"1000\" height=\"482\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-117229\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Copyright \u00a9 Ellis Rosen<\/p><\/div>\n<p><em>This week, we\u2019ll be running a\u00a0series of dreams from the forthcoming\u00a0<\/em>Insomniac Dreams: Experiments\u00a0with Time.\u00a0<em>For nearly three months in 1964, Nabokov recorded\u00a0his dreams upon waking,\u00a0as a\u00a0way of testing J. 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Dunne\u2019s theory that dreams offered\u00a0not only\u00a0\u201cfragments of past impressions,\u201d but also \u201ca proleptic view of an event to come.\u201d In other words, that dreams were a sort of\u00a0reverse\u00a0d\u00e9j\u00e0 vu, a way of\u00a0subconsciously working through\u00a0not only the past but the future.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>In this third installment, Nabokov tries to console a girl, with\u00a0sympathy that is &#8220;genuine&#8221; but &#8220;not free from desire,&#8221; and contemplates Dobuzhinsky&#8217;s\u00a0autobiography.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><u>Nov. 13, 1964 6.30 am \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a031.<\/u><\/p>\n<p>Poignant bitter-sweet dream permeated with tenderness and hopelessness. Short girl, rather dumpy, slatternly dressed, bare-necked, face very attractive but not flawlessly pretty, broadish jaws, flattish nose, wonderful complexion, smooth, warmly colored skin, pale-blue eyes, bedraggled fair hair. Am trying in vain to console her: she has been badly hurt by faithless heartless young husband, a shadowy gay-dog figure in the background. I am doing my best to make her understand how dreadfully sorry I am for her, but she is completely wrapped up &lt;new card&gt; in her taciturn grief, is absolutely impenetrable no matter how I strain to \u201creach her,\u201d \u00ab<em>\u043f\u0440\u043e\u0431\u0438\u0442\u044c\u0441\u044f \u043a \u043d\u0435\u0439<\/em>\u00bb,<a href=\"#_ftn1\" name=\"_ftnref1\"><sup>[1]<\/sup><\/a> as I tell her in Russian\u2014but all in vain, she looks up at me with apprehensive hunted gaze, ready to stiffen, bothered, resenting my sympathy which is quite genuine but not free from desire. (The young man is\u2014a very obscure feeling\u2014related to me\u2014perhaps Dm.?!)\u00a0<!--more--><\/p>\n<p><u>Oct. 14, 1964 cont.<\/u><a href=\"#_ftn2\" name=\"_ftnref2\"><u><sup>[2]<\/sup><\/u><\/a><u>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0<\/u><\/p>\n<p>Later, a \u201cmuseum\u201d dream, ending in my picking up an autobiographical work by Dobuzhinsky the painter,<a href=\"#_ftn3\" name=\"_ftnref3\"><sup>[3]<\/sup><\/a> but here writing about butterfly-collecting. (He had been my teacher of drawing and I had seen him many years later in New York and Vermont). I cannot find the index, but then realize the volume consists of two books bound together and the index comes after the first.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"#_ftnref1\" name=\"_ftn1\">[1]<\/a>. Get through to her.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"#_ftnref2\" name=\"_ftn2\">[2]<\/a>. This is a continuation of the record of the same day. By a curious mistake, VN puts, instead of Nov. 14, the date on which he started his experiment. He continues to write the erroneous \u201cOct.\u201d for the next two days.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"#_ftnref3\" name=\"_ftn3\">[3]<\/a>. Mstislav Dobuzhinski (1875\u20131957), a famous Russian artist. This is another note that seems to be done for the benefit of an outside reader.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>Excerpted from <\/em>Insomniac\u00a0Dreams: Experiments with Time<em> by Vladimir Nabokov. Compiled, edited, and with commentary by Gennady Barabtarlo. Copyright \u00a9 2018 by the Estate of Dmitri Nabokov. Compilation, preface, parts 1 and 5, notes, and other editorial material copyright \u00a9 2018 by Princeton University Press. Reprinted by permission.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This week, we\u2019ll be running a\u00a0series of dreams from the forthcoming\u00a0Insomniac Dreams: Experiments\u00a0with Time.\u00a0For nearly three months in 1964, Nabokov recorded\u00a0his dreams upon waking,\u00a0as a\u00a0way of testing J. W. 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