So apparently I’m gonna have to write an asexual cooking romance?

I had plans for today, like cleaning out my closet and finishing Ch12 of my current wip, but then SOMEONE tweeted this:

The tweet she tweeted:

And then I wrote the first page of an asexual cooking romance on Twitter. The fact that I was binge-listening to 80’s rock ballads on Youtube all morning should probably shoulder half the blame. which makes it my fault, obviously

At least it will be a short book? I suspect a subject this close to my heart will make it go fast too.