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Last night I had a very scary dream -- I dreamt that I was at the Novel Pitching competition that I am taking part in (for more details see my writing site) and I was the last one to talk. I had planned this big rock star finish, in my dream not real life, but when I got to the end I realised EVERYONE had left... even my friends. They had gone up the street to get chips.

I was so mad, even when I woke up I was mad. I think there is some residual anger because when my friends went to Europe I gave them my novel to read and they said they threw it away because it was too heavy in their luggage.

Damn friends.

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No wonder you're angry! I'd be furious!

 

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