Two drawers of my computer desk are crammed full of post-its with snippets of dialogue and other things of a writerly nature. When I unearth interesting morsels, I will post them here.
Here's a tiny poem. I don't remember precisely when I wrote it.
I went into the past
And stopped us
From ever meeting?
Neither do I.
Here's something else, a dialogue fragment from a time travel story:
"Something we did in the past must have caused this. Damn you, Ray Bradbury!"
"Who's Ray Bradbury?"
"I don't know. Doesn't he have something to do with cottage cheese?"