Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it,
Cause it took so long to make it
And I'll never have the recipe again. Oh no.
Sometimes, when I'm working on a piece of writing, it'll come together and I'll have the whole thing in my head and it's perfect - I wish that I could just beam it into other people's heads at that point without having to write it down. But I'll get distracted, and when I come back to it, I can't quite remember what I was going to write.
Obviously this has happened often enough that I take steps to try to prevent it happening again. For example, last week, I had some thoughts about changes I should make to the structure of the first half of my novel. I spent a long time thinking about it because I didn't want to start making changes until I was sure what I was doing. But then I had to work on another project with a very tight deadline - and walk the dog and go to Sainsbury's and make the dinner and clean the house, etcetera, etcetera. So before I got sucked into the other project, I made some notes for myself about the structure of the novel so I would find my way back into it:
i. They together
ii. She goes through the letters
iii. J and the old lady
iv. They at home. He tells of his day.
v. J gives piece of paper to boy. Is killed.
Marvellous. Very helpful. I just sat down to work on it again today and it doesn't make any sense to me at all.
Here's the karaoke version of MacArthur's Park. You can sing along if you want.
As for the meme, all the people who I would normally tag have already done it. But if you're reading this and you'd like to do it, consider yourself tagged. (I stole that idea from Stuart. As we're writers and stealing ideas from other writers is wrong, consider it an homage.)