It wasn't like shoplifting or anything; but I did take a shopping list somebody had left in a Walmart isle, feverishly packing away the little list of secret insight into a family I'd never met. I felt like I was stealing from them, but they obviously don't need it if they've left it carelessly by the spices, right? Is it a problem when looking for material to write about pushes you to kleptomania? Have you ever done anything similar you felt somewhat bad about?
Among the items on the list are whiskey, mom's mash potatoes and yellow mustard mayonnaise. I've got a short story brewing already...
Among the items on the list are whiskey, mom's mash potatoes and yellow mustard mayonnaise. I've got a short story brewing already...