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Creativity in the Mundane: On writing among bruised banana slices

I write this post from my cluttered kitchen table. There are squashed, bruised banana slices at my feet, bananas that my daughter threw at the dog, who didn’t want them either. I spent the morning reading “Curious George Goes Fishing” a dozen times, wiping a tiny bum and playing peek-a-boo. I write fast, because as…
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