One of my most interesting writer's moments was when I used to work at Walmart. I was a cashier, and it was the most boring job in the history of the world, so sometimes I would just sit there and try to brainstorm the next novel I'm trying to plot. This one time, when there were hardly any customers, I got a lot of time to think and suddenly I was filled with the excited realization that four-year-olds can't run countries. Somehow, this issue had escaped my attention and I had left a child to be queen all on her own. The addition of another character to rule by proxy certainly mixed things up a bit.