Darn it. I had a great opening line of a new book hit me
while riding to Dallas
last weekend. I pondered over it for several miles and thought I would remember
it forever.
Wrong.
I can only “hear” bits and pieces from the character. She’ll
come back, when she’s really really ready. I know this because she has a story
to tell.
Someday I’ll learn to write things down. I had pen/paper in
my purse, but, again, thought I’d remember because her questioning (yes, I
remember she was asking a question) was so strong.
The older I get, the more notes and lists I should make. Life
happens. The ole mind switches gears in a heart beat. Concentrate. Reach down
and pull out that little spiral notebook. Use it for more than a Wal-Mart or Jo-Ann’s
list.
Don’t wait, Lanetta!
Do it!
Do you make lists?
If I don't start writing the moment it comes to me - it's gone!! Then I start wondering later what was so great if I can't remember it again. UGH!!
ReplyDeleteWithout lists NOTHING would get done.
Leasa
Ah! It is in the moment - that's when I need to do it. That's how you get everything done! You've given me the inspiration to MOVE and get it on a list immediately. Thanks!
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