Chapter 11

He scanned over the list of shows he had to consider for next year. More than half of them were romances, or at least had romances as a central theme. Each and every one of those struck him as incredibly unrealistic. Not only were they contrived and absurd, but they did their audience a disservice.

Last year, they’d wrapped up a ten-year run of an amazingly popular romantic drama by marrying off the two leads. It was completely contrived, required a ton of retcon to make it happen, and the fans ate it up like an all-day chocolate buffet. Not a single reviewer or fan, not even the usual peanut gallery of complainers, bothered to say, Oh, wait, didn’t she stab his brother with an icepick? Didn’t he firebomb her car? No, there was a wedding, and that was the end of it. Love conquered all, to include good sense and the basic rules of plotting.