Since I finished the first draft of my novel, I've been carrying it around and pulling it out at odd moments to work on it.
Last night I dreamed I was doing that and a lady asked to see what I was working on. I handed it over.
She looked at the first page, then the next one.
"This is weird," she said.
She handed it back and I could see that the page read "Blah blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah blah" across the page. In fact the entire book was just the word "blah" over and over again.
That was a bad night.