Presently, I am organizing my compulsion for notebooks.
Notebooks that I write my stories in, mainly.
In the margins of most of them I have notes to myself. Some pertaining to the story I write and the direction the story should take or blurbs of “where the hell am I going with this?”
Some I have titles of songs or products I’ve heard on the radio. Phone numbers or because of the time I’ve spent in hospitals and waiting rooms, medicalspeak/room numbers and to-do lists.
But I wrote smething down that, well, rather than google, I thought I’d let the Doper CommunityMotto: Let our fingers do the googling for you figure this one out.
Normally, when I read whatever it is, I have a flashbulb memory of the exact place and time. This one, however, stymies me:
" Come away from the water, Shirley."
Someone tell me what it is.