The Manor, dream by jeremy.rutman -- Oct. 20, 2023
I was at a big manor in England somewhere, maybe London. The manor had come into possession of some dissipated types who kept on trying to sell bits of the manor, such as the polo / soccer fields. This was done in a kind of comedic style giving the impression that I might be on the set of an English comedy. At one point a bunch of english schoolkids were out on the soccer fields playing and I could see lines of text describing them as they played - the one with long fair hair one was the schoolgirls' favorite , the shy one had yet to make his mark. They were rushed off the field by one of the manor owners/keepers, as they were bringing in a potential buyer. This was done in a kind of comedic way as though I was watching a sitcom. There was an old horse carriage on the field and I went out to look at it - it seemed like the owners were trying to give the impression that this was the King's estate and carriage, but when I looked at the nameplate of the carriage it indicated that it was an old commercial buggy .
At some point there was a meeting of writers there, they met once every six weeks. I thought I should join such a group but at the same time was skeptical it would come to anything. I was sitting next to a guy whose notebook had some simple formulae, for areas of circles and such, and a picture of a sphere with some smoke coming out of it.
His story was about smokers going into that sphere in the morning and coming out in the evening, causing a kind of emotional stranding.
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