When Lorna logs on to her to her email, she's confronted with the message: "You are your own worst enemy. You're a fucking nightmare". She has no idea if the message is for her, or where she is.
A "brainstorm" has left her struggling to comprehend the world around her. She pieces together the fact that she's the deputy editor of "the brainy section" of a national newspaper, alongside the fearsomely pompadoured Julie and Peter, a literary wannabe who resembles a "wise and sorrowful golden retriever". An existential satire of Nineties hacks that gets a little too fully in touch with the moral compromises of sequestered office life.
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