u/jobrody

Background: I'm writing a novel that involves a scene in which a young woman dies from a self-induced abortion using a knitting needle.

Today, overthinking things as usual, I started a fact-finding convo about how film and merch rights are negotiated.

Me: I want a piece of every lunchbox and the inevitable action figure line.

Claude: Noted. The Knitting Needle playset with realistic blood-red fabric sheets has a clear market.

Me: Bad bot! Bad bot!

I'm teaching a class on memoir writing, and I'm looking for bad examples of the genre. What's your pet peeve low-effort, I-want-my-time-and-money-back crapadoolah memoir? Thanks!