The author had a close encounter of the spotty kind on the way home from the grocer today. A fawn, just a few weeks old at most, paused in the road in front of me and panicked in the most adorable manner. Its mother hovered at the edge of the road eyeing me as if trying to determine if she could take out a station wagon. After a few false starts the fawn darted to its mother's side and hesitated until I managed to get my camera up, then rushed into the brush before I could get a picture.
Ideas can be like that too. They come at the most inopportune times and flee before they can be properly developed. This author compensates by keeping a notepad and pencil handy at all times. Of course sometimes this means I wake up in the morning with a note I only half remember scrabbling down that says "UM remembers link to FT and realizes important fact!!!!Will connect protagonist better. Salmon." Midnight ideas might not always lead to a great story but I won't take the chance of missing one.
Ideas can be like that too. They come at the most inopportune times and flee before they can be properly developed. This author compensates by keeping a notepad and pencil handy at all times. Of course sometimes this means I wake up in the morning with a note I only half remember scrabbling down that says "UM remembers link to FT and realizes important fact!!!!Will connect protagonist better. Salmon." Midnight ideas might not always lead to a great story but I won't take the chance of missing one.
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