As per my tradition, I’m quickly pumping out this #epicnanoblog post right after finishing my daily writing with the vague feeling that I had thought of something amazing to write about earlier today – and now it’s totally gone.
This is what happens to inspiration. The flash of an idea leaves an impression on the retina, and you’re so positive at the time that you’ll never be able to un-see the black spot in your vision, so you don’t bother to record it. Stupid, stupid.
I’ve already lost several great ideas that have come to me during non-at-my-desk-partaking-in-a-Word-War moments, stubbornly clinging to this mythical memory of mine. The absolutely best argument to illustrate the turning point between my MC and her she-does’t-know-it love interest/best friend came to me at around 11:30 one night, lying in bed. Did I pick up my iPhone, turn it to silent and type away? I did not. And now some of it, at least, is lost. That’s just an example I actually remember.
No more. If I’m going to be a writer, I’m going to capture these ideas no matter when or where they come. And add them to my daily word count, of course.