I’m feeling horrifically under the weather today. It might have something to do with the fact that I got about 5 hours of sleep because I was reading Grave Surprise by Charlaine Harris. Or the fact that today I was cleaning and for some reason The Works Bathroom Cleaner’s smell always makes me feel like hurling. But it cleans the tub with minimal scrubbing and it’s at the Dollar Store! It may be because I have a killer headache that 4 advils only reduced to a bearable pounding at my temple. It may be because of the headache, my appetite has been non-existent today and I have done all my chores sustained on a bowl of cereal. Who really knows?

So, of course, my plans were shot to hell today. My major plan, besides working on my damn application to the teaching program at the university, was to make some logical sense of the brainstorming sessions I’ve had lately (er, with myself). While lucrative, I’ve been finding it difficult to transfer to paper; my prose has seemed flat lately. Of course, having a grandiose headache doesn’t help when you’re trying to go through notes. Even more annoying, some time at 3am last night, I had an epiphany. I remember distinctly thinking, “Oh. Eureka, that totally works” and all the puzzles about the story falling into place, which would have allowed me to get past my current road block — and then I rolled over and went back to sleep. Curses! I’ve got to be more firm with my brain: “Yes, you WILL write a note to yourself so you remember your idea because no matter how much you say otherwise, Brain, I know you won’t remember this shining jewel of an idea come morning…no, don’t argue, you’ve only proven my point time and again.”

And I distinctly remember it being a good idea, too. I wish I could remember the idea, though!

7:51 pm | Category: Journal, Writing | |

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