In the early morning hours, caught between dream and sleep, inspiration struck. I let it simmer for a while, wondering where it would lead. The trash bin? The you’re really not right in the head section of the brain, where you hide the real crazy? Or miracle of miracles, would it bloom into a workable story?

This morning, the inspiration morphed into the story I’d been scrounging around my brain in a desperate search for over the last week. Yay!

For me, inspiration strikes when my brain has time to idle. My first, ever, story idea came to me while, glamour of glamours, I folded a load of laundry. The second came while I dried my hair. The third, while chopping summer squash. Apparently, mundane tasks do it for me. And on occasion, those wee morning hours.

I’m curious when and where does inspiration strike you? Is it random or set like clockwork?


4 thoughts on “Inspiration

  1. First, what is it with the inspiration around my blog world today? Epiphanies! Inspiration! Wow.

    I’ve awakened from dreams knowing I had to had to had to remember the great story idea in the morning because it was just so absolutely, awesomely fantastic, and then morning comes, I remember the idea, and think, Huh? That idea makes no sense.

    I have had inspiration strike while doing mundane chores, and I think the act of sorting, folding, cleaning, opens our minds. We aren’t totally disconnected, we are focused on the task before us, but we aren’t lost in it, and we aren’t in hot pursuit of the great story line or character arc. Subconscious takes over, and creativity blooms. Ah.

  2. I liken it to a word or phrase or person’s name that I know is stored in a brain cell. A brain cell fond of hide-and-seek. The harder I concetrate, the more illusive the answer becomes. When I finally give up, poof! the answer pops into conscious thought.

    Sadly, this often happens in public when my brain-to-mouth filter is disengaged. MALACHAI!

    The same is true for plot changes and twists.

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