While trying to find a pair of walkie-talkies in a deep and crowded kitchen drawer, a member of my family exclaimed in agitation, "Junk drawers! You can only find things when you're not looking for them!"
It struck me with amusement: is that not how a writer lives and breathes? Life is a junk drawer. You're busy finding your keys in order take the kids to school when the best sentence pops into your brain and a storyline begins. Instead of your keys, you're now tracking down a pen and scrap of paper to record the fluttering thoughts as the children lose their shoes and complain in the background. Well, welcome to my junk drawer.
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