Thursday, February 12, 2009
So, I was driving down the road wondering what I should write my next blog post about when I had a sudden flash of inspiration: I decided to write about those sudden flashes of inspiration that come to you while driving.
You know how it is - there you are mindlessly driving along, when suddenly the solution to whatever it is you've been worrying about, or the sudden recollection of that thing you've been meaning to do, suddenly hits you.
This is a phenomenon that also happens to me in the shower. I seem to get my most fabulous insights and great ideas when I'm either driving or bathing. And I'm sure I'm not alone in this. For some reason these routine activities seem to free the brain of a lot of noise that otherwise gets in the way.
The only problem is that I can't remember these flashes of genius unless I write them down. Which is why I keep a pad of paper and a pen in both the car and the bathroom. I have actually gotten out of the shower to write little fragments of thoughts on occasion, and in the car I've become fairly adept at writing with my right hand while steering with my left.
Here is a small sampling of my car notes: Too imbued with per. sig. Kazoo, symph? Peeves, talking etc... tkts wait wait. chi. Fluke. All about happiness! Add Gram P. stuff. Took a long time - flawed. thng abt C. Mem. Antonym of intense?
These are all things I wanted to remember to do or to write about. But none of these things seem as important and significant now as they did at the moment of inspiration - which is, sadly, the way so many of my moments of inspiration go.