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The Farmers’ Market that never Happened (But is the Reason You’re Reading This Right Now)
Essay, Writing, Neurodivergence Jennifer McKenna Essay, Writing, Neurodivergence Jennifer McKenna

The Farmers’ Market that never Happened (But is the Reason You’re Reading This Right Now)

Since I have a whole timeline of writerly tasks I’m bound and determined to complete this summer, I did what any other obsessive planner would do and worked backward. Paramount was launching this website. But to make sure I’d stick to that goal, I contacted my local farmers’ market about getting a booth. What does a website have to do with sourdough bread, goat’s milk soap, and fresh berries, one might ask? Nothing, directly and everything motivationally.

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