BOUND AND DETERMINED

Once again I sit here with the screen in front of me and I am ready to start this blog. I believe this is the nth time I made an effort to accomplish an end but its mean to be accomplished at one sitting was not attained. I always get a few days in and fizzle out. I come back days later and realized, I have an unfinished topic to dive into.  However this time, I am determined to keep at it, determined to keep with it at least for a decent while. I hope that I can hold myself to this as much as I am hoping I will. For I am not just writing this for me, but that’s part of it. I hope that being able to post some of what goes on randomly in life while the world keeps on going and going would bring a smile to someone’s face or those who may just come across this page.

Prompts.

We all need them and use them; ask for them, and sometimes, on rare occasions, when the old brain is really functioning at full capacity, we make our own.  Or better yet are those even rarer occasions, when a part of your brain actually writes the majority of a piece for you before you even realize that it’s happened.

There are times when usually in the shower or driving  when something hits me, that I’ve got something good going on up there, and that I have got to retain it until I can write it down!  Funny but I keep telling myself not to forget it.  I keep repeating the lines that my brain so artfully scripted for me, trying to commit them to memory.  But at the same time another part of my brain is writing the rest of the story.  It is expanding it and it runs different scenarios and applying the not yet written piece to my current life events.  It’s working its little ass off! Seems like my brain is constipated, words don’t come out so easily! LOL!

Oh,  and I have noticed that once I got that little tidbit written down, I got this  really big sense of relief and then my brain just goes freaking quiet and suddenly, it shuts up!  It’s like it has done its job and it just punched out for the day, leaving me there alone to sort out the rest and by which after committed to paper, it doesn’t have the same look or I feel that it did when it was bouncing around in my head or just when I think.  That’s just my brain yanking the chain for doubting it in the first place! It has brought brilliance but I give it a chance to recoup! This is what my brain birthed this morning at 6a.m.  I should name it “The Shower Chronicles” because that’s when it happened.  I wrote it wrapped in a towel and dripping wet because I thought I had   brilliance in the making!  (I think my brain is constipated.)  But I’ll be darned if I’m going to waste it! Well what else am I going to do with it; I have a love / hate relationship with the delete button.

Okay I’m finished.  Now that I read back over this piece, I don’t think my brain is constipated, I think it just has gas.

-dyoyzee-