Sometimes, I have too many ideas to capture on my hard drive before I forget them. At those rare times, I wish I had a mental butterfly net to catch them all and a butterfly garden to keep them in: ideas as butterflies.But harsh reality forces me to use a notebook and hand-written notes. Paper and pen are much better than any electronic device for fleeting midnight thought-moths.
Wouldn’t it be lovely if we could transfer those fluttering ideas to paper without having to use our fingers? Just telepathically transmit them into the computer, willing them to form themselves into glowing jewels of thoughtful, thrilling prose.Nabokov was a respected lepidopterist, I wonder if he found inspiration in butterflies.
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