Did you know that Nabokov wrote novels on index cards? And that he shuffled them to see where the plot might go? And that he died and left a packet of cards with a half-written novel on them, which he demanded his son burn? Wow. The son didn't burn the cards. He locked them in a safe with a plan to publish them later.
Index cards are wonderful. They don't exist on this island, so I intend to import them via a friend (shout out to Robin!). With index cards, you can even make your own Hipster PDA.
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