So here’s how this works, and you can probably relate… I get these brilliant ideas for a story, or a story idea — even a tidbit of juiciness–sparks of creativity—glimpses of genius—and I race to capture them. Before they race away into the vast recesses of my grey matter.
So I have probably oh, I don’t know, 27 posts ‘pending’. 27 drafts. Works in ‘progress’.
This might bother a sane mind.
It would bother my insane mind if IDIDN’T have a bunch of inspiration to work with. Cuz, Baby, you gotta strike while the iron is hot, the sparks are flying, guns are blazin’…. and ya gotta fit it in somewhere between the phone calls, the emails, the kids throwing toys across the room, and pouring yourself another glass a wine.
One of those juicy tidbits of mine was called, “Unfinished.”
Here’s all it said: