Does your train of thought ever just flow like those YA Contemporary protagonist who are all broken inside and a hella lot sarcastic and do things you only dream of doing when you’re you know, just lying there thinking?
Do you ever wonder why they are so broken? I mean why are the best heroes and heroines the damaged ones? Do we as readers and writers crave to watch other people suffer, because we do?
Like we need to know that there is someone in a fictional world who is having a day ten million times badder than the one we’re having and that somehow makes us feel good about ourselves?
What does that make me?