The title is misleading. I had a strange dream. That’s not the weird part, because let’s face it when you have the kind of day to day circus that I have, which usually includes finding an euphemism for “tentacle sex” in the same day that you have to teach ten year olds how to sing a shopping list, strange is actually pretty normal. And I take ambien. (Trust me, I’ve tried going without and I absolutely can not function on three hours of bleary sleep.)
The dream I had involved me driving to Denton to sit an interview because I had been shortlisted to be an Academic Fellow. (For she’s a jolly good?) This fellowship would have me interacting with the Academia Nuts somewhere in New England and one of the stipulations of the fellowship is that I would teach at various institutions in the NYC region.
This opportunity came about because of the research behind a ongoing writing project. The project was only referenced a time or two and what I can remember is the actual story was a Historical Fiction and seemed to be geared towards the YA audience. Apparently there was some groundbreaking research involved. I can’t remember what specific time period, but I do recall it was American History.
That seems a bit broad, but it gives me a bit of hope.
I also recall asking if my Academic Fellow insignia could feature Cookie Monster.