I wrote a short story a while back about a girl who lives in Washington. It’s sitting in a draft email as an attachment right now because I’m going to submit it to my writing group. It’s in my Gmail account.

Where there’s an ad for The Evergreen State College across the top of the screen.

There’s nothing in the text of my emails about evergreens, or Evergreen, or Washington. No, Google is reading my story. I guess I should be thrilled I have an audience.