Eh, it ain't so weird. I keep having a dream where I am in a huge house and I see an anthro wolf always out of the corner of my eye. Yet each time I turn around, it's gone. I travel through the house, searching and searching, but I only ever get glances of it or hear the padding of its paws on the hardwood floor. I'm not sure what it means, but, it's pretty odd and I have it every time I get really angry at something during the day. As for your writing, just keep at it. As I said, I began writing at the age of twelve and my writing sucked. I'm sixteen now and because of hard work, I can now write very well. A lot of people tell me I should have put that devotion into a guitar or something, but, whatever. It's just practicing. That and stealing ideas from other books, movies and video games. (A writer's joke). Just find something you love and write about it. No matter what the hell other people think, there will always be somebody out there that will like it. So, anyways, keep on keeping on.

Regards,
Greyhound1211