If you were here, you would know that we have been reading Harry Potter at night recently. Our pre-sleep entertainment tastes vary. Last month we were hungrily gobbling up episodes of Breaking Bad and now it’s the boy wizard instead of the old man meth producer that has our attention.
If you were here, you would also have overheard our separate discussion about someday writing a book. I’ve said it before and I will probably repeat it ad nauseum in the future, sorry in advance but not really: we dream up new life plans every month, every week. We were talking about children’s books and how I would love to write one but don’t have any big ideas. Luckily, there were two of us there spitballing.
“I do. It’s about a spider that becomes a wizard.”
Is it possible there is a correlation between our reading material and this brilliant idea? Probably not, right?