Coming soon to a BEA Booth near you

OK, maybe that’s not true, but considering what the latest installment in the Washingtonienne Follies is about, it could easily, all too easily, be possible:

I always wanted to write a novel, too. Problem was, I didn’t have anything to write about either. I lost my job by keeping an internet sex diary, and problem solved. (Strangers may hate me, but problem solved.)

I signed with a literary agency over the weekend. Working on a 30-50 page proposal for a fictitious novel in the manner of “The Devil Wears Prada,” but set in Washington. “The Devil Wears Anne Taylor”? Yes!

Let the bidding war begin….