Overnight! How did this happen?
I was performing literary liposuction on TimeSold at work during lunch yesterday and again at home in the evening, and both times the book was solid gold, converted to platinum by my careful surgery.
This evening, when I got back to it, it was crap. No one in his right mind would want to that garbage. What the hell happened? Someone sneaked into my computer and replaced that work of brilliance with this pile of, well, you know what. Aiiieee!
I'm going to bed now. I hope the literary philosopher's stone passes by during the night and effects a transmutation.
(This has happened before. Probably with every book, although I don't remember for sure. But one always fears that, with this book, the change back to wonderfulness won't happen.)