Last night I started writing the intro to the third chapter of my book. Then I got interrupted and wasn’t able to come back to it. There was a 50/50 chance, I knew, that I might forget what I was working on. Fortunately, it seems to have stuck with me.
Don’t you hate it when you have an idea and you can’t write it down, and then you lose it? I’m serious when I say I’ve probably written dozens of books over the years…in my head. I have to work on the “writing it down” part.
I actually dreamed the entire plot of a novel back in 2003. It was Thanksgiving weekend and I woke up with the entire thing in my head, from start to finish. And oddly enough, I’ve never forgotten the plot. It’s as fresh today as it was back then. One of these days I’m going to write it out and publish it.
One of these days….