A tale of betrayal and woe

Last night I dreamt I wrote a book about a college girl. I had tried really hard to make up street names and name the school something general like Jones University so as not to show favoritism, but when the book came out, what happened? The editor–who I then realized was a complete backstabber–had gone in and changed the town to Menlo Park and made the girl a Stanford student.

[This post was imported on 4/10/14 from my old blog at satsumabug.livejournal.com.]