Don’t you hate discovering someone’s already had your latest great idea? And written it? And, consequentially, you’ll only get accused of plagiarising something you’ve never even read? Nothing’s original anymore. I was born way after my time. The best ideas and abilities to craft them aren’t celebrated anymore, just regurgitating old stories at the right time for the right sized gap in the market. Market, ugh, I ask you. Does anyone remember writing commanding respect? I didn’t think so. Clearly it was before it fell destitute and had to whore itself like every bloody other thing on this miserable planet.