So the other night I dreamed that I worked on the staff of an established magazine called
Huguenots Today, which was threatened by the publication of a newer, glitzier magazine called
Huguenots Now! That exclamation point was like a weapon brandished in our direction. Ad revenue fell. There were lots of meetings, and an air of desperation. Nobody knew what to do. It all seemed familiar, somehow.
Published on April 22, 2020 21:35