Random waffle.

I’ve been writing for hours now and my brain has turned to mush, but I’ve still got an hour to go before I’m officially allowed to call it quits so I wandered through my old notes to see if anything sparked.

I came across this:

Every YA fiction is about some Chosen One. How about a satire of someone convinced they’re the chosen one, and everyone else shouting: ‘No, you’re not, you delusional dudmonkey! Everything’s fine.’

I’m not going to write this because I’m not convinced it would actually work as a novel, (or not for me, anyway) but I’m still tickled by the idea.

And so because I’m procrastinating. I am sharing it with you. Be glad it’s not a picture of a cat doing something cute.

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