I don't often dream about writing

[ksmith]

...except when I do.

Strange dream last night. I know I hadn't had contact with my editor for a while, but had turned in a Jani book some time before. I forget if I was in a store or what, but someone shows me the latest Jani book, and the cover...looked like something from chick lit hell--peppermint stripe, swirly lettering, spindly-legged partial figures.

To make matters worse, they had split the book in two, so I had two Chick Lit Hell covers to deal with.

In other news, had the last of three self-defense classes today. They were offered by the day job, and run by the Tae Kwan Do club. I did learn a few things. Today, we practiced what to do if grabbed from behind, and I will say that the sensation of an arm in a stranglehold around your neck stays with you.

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[kristine-smith.livejournal.com]

Up to now, my writing anxiety dreams have centered around conventions--missing trains, planes, panels. Trying to set up times to meet people, yet constantly missing them. This was the first cover dream. Hope it's the last.