Laundry room fantasies are a big part of what I’m thinking about today. Yet, the only thing dirty in this fantasy are my clothes. I’m more focused on the big picture, the “designer” laundry room.
I find it ironic that Stephen King and Nicolas Sparks both wrote first successful books in the only place they could find quiet — the laundry room. There’s something about the sound of the washing machine and the white noise from the dryer that is conducive to writing.
I wonder if their books would have been more popular had their laundry rooms looked like this: