Yes, there’s such a thing, which produces such surefire Giller-winning plotlines as:
- A group of writers learn to salt cod despite an absent father.
- Two dogs cannot finish their novel after an awkwardly verbose prologue.
- One of the Eatons tersely contemplates their provincial identity, after being blinded by wildfire smoke.
- An old woman tries acid at a concert but in a Little Mosque on the Prairie kind of way.
- A lonely widower smuggles rum in an RV, barely escaping the weather.
- A wife journeys to the center of Algonquin Park despite an absent father.
Perhaps we are a too-predictable nation.
Inspired (or frightened) by the rollout of AI. Image (and generator) at the CanLit Premise Generator site.
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