All right, here’s what I submitted.
For the first novel:
She cares for the wounded & dying. He’s suffering a mysterious illness. The war gave them opportunities outside their normal lives. Their friendship will give them solace they never anticipated.
A story of unexpected comradery during misfortune. Based on actual letters from WW1.
And for the second novel:
My heart is broken but the condom’s ok! An erotic & neurotic journey through a gay man’s life.
A corpus of funny & disturbing anecdotes on life as a gay man, from a teenager to fifty. A mocking array of relationships–infatuations, one-night stands & boyfriends. I dare you!
I think that’s pretty creative for 2.26am. Maybe I am a night-scriber. Now if I could only get my mind to stop thinking about this damn virus and GO TO SLEEP!