Actually, one of my best friends from college out here does exactly that, he's an assistant producer in charge of the post-production story editing on lower-budget reality shows, over-seeing the process of hacking all the footage of somewhat-slutty ladies pretending to be REALLY-slutty ladies so that they can live inside the picture box... hacking all that together into something of a cohesive narrative.
But... y'know... he doesn't care all that much for the medium of reality teevee, he'd rather be writing post-modern sitcoms, he just happens to also be a person who is both a good writer AND a good editor so that shared skill-set pays the bills in a medium like fake-reality teevee where the half of the writing happens during the editing process.
Anyway. My point is... I don't care for reality television either. I prefer my entertainment to be honest about the level to which it is fictional or non-fictional, be it a movie where everyone admits that this was all written by a lady or a dude or... like... a documentary where all the things happened spontaneously but everyone admits that they were strung together for an ideological or narrative purpose.
But in reality teevee, the only extent to which anything is "real" is that the people pretend not to be actors and they're given scenarios to work off of instead of scripts so that they do not have to pay the writers their proper guild monies and do not have to pay the actors anything other than room, board and 15 minutes of fame.
And so too in this comic. If there is some kid saying "avocado" or "unicorn" to an artist while he is actually doing most of the writing, it is still disengenuous and off-putting to say that the child is "writing it"... at least for my tastes, anyway.