I remember when I was a kid how much I loved seeing the video clips on Mister Rogers of how crayons were made. Who knew they used such big machines to make my small crayons? And how fascinating the endless rows of red, blue, purple all in one line, marching into their little boxes. It showed me there was a magical place, somewhere far away from my house, where all the gears and levers and label wrappers worked together to produce these objects I would use.
If it were possible, I would love to see the churning of thoughts and firing of synapses in some writers’ brains as they wrote. But it is not at all possible (and somewhat creepy), so a tour of the “factory”, i.e., their desk, is the next best thing. Here’s a clip to peek inside the brain of the neurologist and writer Oliver Sacks.