I Forgot

How many times has this happen to you?

Her: Honey?
You (working on a piece of something in which the creativity is gushing out like a volcano): Yes dear?
Her: It's time for supper.
You: Okay. I'll be up in a minute. Let me just finish this one item.
Her: Okay.

About an hour later, you're done with dinner and catching up on the latest gossip and news. So you meander back to what you were working on prior to taking a dinner break. You sit back down, take out the project and WHAM!!! you suddenly have no idea on where to go with it. You were pretty certain that prior to taking your break on where you were going with it, but now, you're shooting blanks and cursing yourself over the fact that your memory recollection has passed you by on your current project and you'll have to start all over again.

This scenario has happened to me with a frequency that boggles my mind and perplexes my patience.

I have almost one dozen partially written blog posts stashed in a couple of folders near both of my computers, with the distinct possibility of them never seeing the light of day, simply because I took a brake while I was writing and when I was finally able to get back to them, I had completely lost the theme and/or the thread of whatever ti was I was writing about.

And as for writing, forget about it. I can't tell you how many times I've lost the thread and/or plot line for a given scene in my latest project.

More often than not, within minutes of opening up my story to where I'd left off at, I have to refer to both the notebook that contains what I've written so far, and the original story that I'm using as an outline. 'Course, it doesn't help that I'm gutting, rewriting and throwing out unnecessary parts of the story as I'm rewriting it.

In fact, the last time that I had worked on my story, I spent roughly ten minutes trying to remember just exactly where I was going with the plot. By the time I had it all figured out, the urge/motivation to write pretty much went bye-bye.

Even now, as I'm writing this post, I've completely forgotten what I wanted to write in regards to forgetting about what I was writing. So to resolve this issue, I decided to have my own Na-Nu-Na-Nu moment by writing on the fly, in the vain hope that some how or some way, I'll find my way back to Itchykoo Park as well as walking In Through The Outdoor.

In any event, the lesson that should be learned (or gleaned) is to never interrupt yourself when you're experiencing creativity in action. Instead, wait for the moment to finish itself, then perform persona interruptus.