Writing

Wake-up Call:

  There's nothing like waking up to a laughing, smiling little face, even when that happy face has just blown up a complete book idea. I mean the whole story from beginning to end. I didn't even have time to roll over and grab my pen and paper before ~poof~ everything was gone as if it never existed.

  Of course, seeing the smiling face is worth the wake-up call, but it's certainly frustrating knowing the story you just had within your grasp is now floating around the edges of your mind taunting you. Here I am, but you can have me...yet.

  Will the story return in my dreams tonight? Who knows. Will bits and pieces come back to me as I start to write the story? I sure hope so.

  Has this ever happened to you?  If so, what do you do? Do you move to another project or try to remember what you lost?