Kelly’s Reviews > Zen in the Art of Writing > Status Update

In the years from 1941 to that time, I had done most of my typing in the family garages... because we were poor.... I was driven out of my garage by my loving children, who insisted on coming around to the rear window and singing and tapping on the panes. Father had to choose between finishing a story or playing with the girls. I chose to play, of course, which endangered the family income.