Ever notice some of your most incisive thoughts and most brilliant debates occur in the shower when you can’t record them for mankind?
I have a big 4′ by 3′ mirror in my bathroom. We are not friends in the morning.
“PING”. Idea. I got some black dry-erase markers and began capturing all that early-morning magnificence before it could sneak out my ears and be rinsed away.
From this morning: “A writer’s mind is of necessity an agile thing. Created to be creative, to pursue ideas at the drop of a pen.” Bad grammar and all. Just write it down, Boonie! You can finesse it later.
I did. And I will. Too AR not to.
“So, Dan–are all writers ADD/ADHD? You all carry notepads you’re always ferociously scribbling in. Would those scribbles make any sense to us readers? And sometimes trying to carry on a conversation with you is like watching a time-lapse clip of the Kellogg/I-135 interchange on the morning commute.”
Unlikely. I can’t even make sense of some of them. But enough of them remain to give you what I’ve promised from the start to deliver: to lift, encourage, edify and challenge you to personal and spiritual excellence. And you oughta hear the conversations I have with myself . . .
Oh, and occasionally I toss in stuff just to amuse you with yet another innovative idea that might work for you. Grocery list. Christmas. People you want to bite when the Zombie Apocalypse happens. Like that.
© D. Dean Boone, August 2016