I hate it when ideas hit at just the wrong time--like in the shower, or a meeting at the day job. Or when I'm with my mother. She knows what I write. She's actually read some of my books. But I still don't want to reveal just how kinky my thought process is by brainstorming aloud!
A short story idea hit me while driving my mother to the eye doc the other day. *cackle* Since the story is a menage, I can't exactly use the voice recorder. Especially with the details that kept flashing through my brain. And because we didn't want to be late to the appointment, I couldn't pull over and make notes. *headdesk*
I don't have the greatest memory anymore. I like to believe it's because I have so many fabulous ideas but I think getting older is the real culprit. So I'm driving along, running the ideas over and over in my head so I can remember them while trying to listen to my mother. ARGH!
We arrived at the eye doc and I whip out the mini-computer. Fingers flying, I'm writing a short synopsis, hitting the high points of my idea. Except we're seeing a new eye doc. Why? The one who will be doing Momma's cataract surgery. She has bunches of new paperwork to fill out. And she has cataracts. Duh! She can't read the paperwork. So I put away the computer to help her.
Oh, and she wants me in the exam room so I can listen to the doctor-speak. So no joy on getting the story idea down. But I had a little bit. By the time I got home, I didn 't have time to work on it. The next day, I had to work the evil day job. I tried to write some when I got home but after spending all day in front of a computer, I couldn't do more than 500 words. Ditto for the next couple of days.
So in the meantime, this story is dying to get out. At least the idea is sticking around in my airheaded brain! *cackle* Yesterday, I'm free from the day job. I headed to my favorite coffee shop and hallelujah, the story is still there! 3500 words later plus the 500 from Tuesday, I'm nearly a quarter of the way through the minimum length. Still not sure how long it will be.
After I got home, I managed to review and edit what I'd written. They were good words! YES! *pumps fist in the air* Sometimes words can flow like water only to find later that the words sucked. *cackle* I'm adding a little layering this morning. Details about the characters, the setting. Later, I'm headed back to the coffee shop. If I keep up the pace, I might have the bulk of the story done before I have to return to the day job on Monday!
Woo hoo! I love the smell of a new story! Especially one that's flowing so well!
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