I had the weirdest dream last night about people I’ve never even met. I dreamed I was at the National Romance Writers of America in Atlanta next year and I ran into random people from the Romance Divas website. One of them was an erotica writer, Eden Bradley, who chased me around with a paddle for days.
Then, if that wasn’t bizarre enough, I met Gena Showalter’s brother-in-law Matt Showalter. If you recall, I posted the other day that Gena’s trying to auction Matt off and he put up pictures of his naked backside. Almost all of the pictures featured him wearing plaid shirts.
Anyway, he was in my dream wearing a$$-less leather chaps and plaid, totally nonchalant about the rear draft. Then he kissed me and said it was for a good cause, but I have no idea what the good cause was. At least he was a good kisser.
But, seriously. How strange is that? I know nothing about this guy, except:
1. His name’s Matt
2. He’s Gena’s Pimp (and Bro-in-law)
3. He likes plaid
4. He’s not shy about public bum-flashing
5. The bum he flashes is very muffin-y
So, why the dream? Weird, very weird.














