I wrote a novel about a teenage ski ball champion and one about a young ladybwho was a bullpen catcher for a minor league professional softball team. Neither went beyond my typewriter.
I’d like to write a kind of novel set in a garden on a summer’s day when nothing unusual happens. The challenge would be in making it interesting without anyone being shot.
A novel in the style of Philip K Dick where the hero finds out that most of the world’s politicians are manufactured on a planet that orbits the star Vega and are in fact androids sent to destroy mankind.