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xiphiasSo, last night, I dreamed that I had EARLIER had a dream where I sold a collection of short stories and essays to Baen. And it was published. And it sold ONE COPY, which I had bought. . .
But, see, I dreamed that I had dreamed this dream just when I was falling asleep, and I believed it to be true. And that I'd had this dream just before Worldcon, and that I'd gone through Worldcon telling people that I was a published author. And in the dream I was having last night, I was realizing with a mounting sense of horror that I'd been lying to people. Because the whole thing about writing and selling a book and having it published, was, in the dream, only a dream.
So I was dreaming about having to tell people that I'd been lying to them, and, in various parts of the dream, different friends were helping me deal with it.
It was a strange and disturbing dream about having a dream and thinking it was real.
But, see, I dreamed that I had dreamed this dream just when I was falling asleep, and I believed it to be true. And that I'd had this dream just before Worldcon, and that I'd gone through Worldcon telling people that I was a published author. And in the dream I was having last night, I was realizing with a mounting sense of horror that I'd been lying to people. Because the whole thing about writing and selling a book and having it published, was, in the dream, only a dream.
So I was dreaming about having to tell people that I'd been lying to them, and, in various parts of the dream, different friends were helping me deal with it.
It was a strange and disturbing dream about having a dream and thinking it was real.