I put on the shittiest audiobook I could find while I brushed my hair, tidied my apartment, and waited for the initial buzz from the alcohol to kick in. I refused to read anything worthwhile these days. Not only did I not want to compare myself to the greats, but nor did I want to risk being accused of idea theft, but I found that spite was my favorite motivator. Every terrible idiom, every clumsy sentence, every ill-conceived plot and obnoxious main character highlighted ways in which I’d like to do things differently. Gandhi told us to be the change we want to see in the world. He
