I suppose after emailing the manuscript off late last night I could expect a few weirdnesses but this one was really weird. I was walking across fields, smallish fields bordered by trees, looking for "hills" I expected to see. Finally saw one and announced firmly to myself that it was a monadnack (?!!) and the next thing I knew I was in the carpeted hall of someone's house being attacked (ineffectually) by a mid-size black dog which I was trying to stave off with a walking stick (also ineffectually--the dog and I never made contact with each other)--I realized I was inside, and tried to get out, down the hall, but ended up in someone's bedroom with the someone, alarmed, coming up from under a geometric patterned red and blue bedcover.
Was it a mix of stored movie/TV images? Did I really make up such a mishmash on my own? No plot, really, no coherence...maybe all that went into the book.