Woke this morning to a number of dreams slamming around in my head, labeled "idea one" and "idea two" and other things like that. But woke up badly and they all went out the dream-window before I could grab and sort them. Extreme frustration and why there should be a rule about how to wake up writer-types, damn it.
But things started to slip back in about half an hour later, and I started to get wild with the idea-energy. Madly typing up thoughts as they expand in my head, and wishing my usual idea-bouncing buds were avilable to run this through with me. I think it's really strong and neat and true, that it works with the existing action and has all sorts of interesting resonance, but it could also all be shite.
Hate living with a non-reader. Specifically, a person who does not read fiction. All the best intentions, but by the time I explained it to him and what I needed, the manic energy would be gone and with it the purity of the idea. And there's no way to explain that to him without it sounding insulting, but it's true. Anyone else out there got that problem? How, other than running around in circles snapping at your tail, do you deal with it?
But things started to slip back in about half an hour later, and I started to get wild with the idea-energy. Madly typing up thoughts as they expand in my head, and wishing my usual idea-bouncing buds were avilable to run this through with me. I think it's really strong and neat and true, that it works with the existing action and has all sorts of interesting resonance, but it could also all be shite.
Hate living with a non-reader. Specifically, a person who does not read fiction. All the best intentions, but by the time I explained it to him and what I needed, the manic energy would be gone and with it the purity of the idea. And there's no way to explain that to him without it sounding insulting, but it's true. Anyone else out there got that problem? How, other than running around in circles snapping at your tail, do you deal with it?