I have a light wall in my room. I did not put it there. When you plug it in it glows. Before I started on the second draft of my novel, I wrote out the chapter titles, along with what happens during the book, on a stack of notecards.
I taped the cards to the light wall, in an attempt to stare at the dying corpse of the novel on a daily basis. Resuscitation by reminder.
The next day I found Meagen had snuck pictures of herself posing with the wall onto my phone.
I love this photo.