I WISH I was dreaming of Jeannie, but instead I dream about this damn book

I had a nightmare this morning while snoozing after my alarm clock went off. I dreamt I was still reading The Real Deal, and the descriptions of Simon’s gunmetal gaze were driving me batshit. Then my cats woke me up for realz. I can’t even tell you how relieved I was when I realized:

a) I have finished The Real Deal; and
b) I have returned it to the library.

Yes, this is how bad the book is. It’s so bad that my subconscious has decided to use it to punish me for whatever infractions I’ve committed lately. Maybe using the word “cock” one too many times, I don’t know. I’ve never dreamt about bad books before. I’ve had dreams in which I was reading; these mostly happen when I fall asleep while in the middle of a book. But never a dream in which I was actively thinking “GOOD GOD when is this book going to end?”

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