Ooo shiny.

Well I fell into brainstorm mode and am having a we bit of trouble climbing back out.

It all started on a ... well alright it was last night as I was trying to get myself settled for the night.

I've had a few ideas dribbling through the layers of my brain lately but not so much to have to worry about anything.

Then all of a sudden for no apparent reason... Alright so I'd been looking at some printouts of some old scientific watercolors of what are either some very imaganative coral structures or microscopic objects that resemble artistice weavings of thorn and bone.

Anyway I got to pondering ways to incorporate them into jewelry. Then all of a sudden...

Just Frikin blam. It's like buck shot of ideas just went off in my head. It sent me scrambling for a notebook just to catch most of it before it disappeared back to where ideas go when you don't catch them in time.

The thing is most of the stuff that came to me was so far removed from the original idea that I'd have a hard time explaining exactly how steel wool, and clock faces, and fairy dolls, and chemistry all managed to parade through my brain in the course of point three second.

But eventually I just settled into sleep, and had to turn the lights back on to write down another few good ideas lest they get left behind in dream land.

So this morning I was looking over the ideas I wrot down last night while I was doing some cooking. It's usually a good idea to check them to make sure they make sense while the idea can still be recalled easily enough. I can't tell you the number of times I look back at something and ask "What the heck is that supposed to mean?"

In the process I flipped back a few pages and found some older stuff and then looked back further.

My muses are freaking out. It's like taking an adventurous child into the best toy store ever. Only Fauns and ghosts and plant farmiliars, are crashing around with electro sensory snails in organic exoskeleton suits and differance engines used to generate random outcomes developing a ghost in the machine.

And now a facination with mechanical iris designs has come in.

Alright, that's more then enough procrastination on my part... woowee the muses just slapped me with something so funny (at least to me) that I actually had to take a bit of a break there for having to laugh and try to keep it under control.


I was trying to say that I'd better stop procrastination and get to work on Runcible fo tonight.

Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack