Sunday, August 9, 2009

Crazy

Crazy inspired.

Geeze it's like I suddenly woke up or something. I've been getting inspiration in explosive globs for the last twenty four hours or so. You know in the time when the computer labs where closed, the only scanner I know of is not working and all the stores close early for sunday.

GAH!

Gotta remember that this is exactly why I have the notebooks I've had for years. Those moments when my head gets ready to go all 'splody and stuff. Get it down in the note books so that when it all settles out you can use the less inspired moments to make them real.

I was really caught this evening by a moment of a work in progress gelling in my mind.

It's almost impossable to describe the feel of it for me. One moment I'm sitting in my car eatting the must be eaten meal in the parking lot listening to the tail end of an important song for me. The next min some idea that was adrift in the back of my whirling mind quietly humming to itself (that's sort of how I am able to function, just function on the surface and let the rest bounce around in the back of my head, conciously there but not spilling out into the rest of the world).

Then Boom, it muscles it's way to the front knocking even autonomic functions like chewing and swallowing out of the way.

Here is an idea of esentially an antagonis for a story with lightly defined setting and a protagonist, that has now shown me how the peices fit together and how the Antagonist is a victim of the allies and the circumstances and that shattered hearts can cause war. The setting has becoe much richer and the story more tragic. Images and scenes dance before my eyes, and I feel the emotion that's key to evocative story writing.

It's all happening in a few blinks of an eye as I sit in the parking lot with food in my hand. It leaves me marveling for the next half an hour before I can pull myself together to get in here and take care of things that need doing.

It's awing some times. And when that happens multiple times a day it means I've not enough time in my world to do it let alone just absorb it all.

To the notebooks.

Take care of yourselves.
Roving Jack

2 comments:

Shadowrune said...

I don't know where I'd be without my notebooks. I have notebooks and sketchbooks. Lots of both. If I didn't have those I'd be... lost... or my head would explode. Besides, no one likes to sit next to the person who's head explodes. I mean... that's just messy. Or I suppose it is. I've never seen someone's head explode before.

Roving Jack said...

splatter brained. that's what I'd be without notebooks.

Now if only I could impose such order on the rest of my life so easily.