You strap a tablet of paper to one hand. On on finger you use duct tape to secure a pen. After this, you may record any and all ideas. As for idea overload, I have that problem.
Oh, Wanda, I can so relate on this one. I have over 100 books floating around in my head–and they keep multiplying! It has gotten so bad that I even dream up more of them when I sleep. Which is worse, writers block or writers overload? Heaven only knows the answer to that one. I think it would help if the hours in my days would expand as fast as the ideas do. I haven’t figured out how to do that yet. If I do, I’ll let you know.
You “abnormal” buddy, Janet Elaine Smith, multi-genre author
I have writer’s amnesia/idea syndrome. I write brilliant pieces when I am in some kind of altered state. Later, sometimes years later, I discover the forgotten piece and think “Dang, this is good. Wonder who wrote it?”
I have alerted the international meteorologists that the stuff huffing and puffing over Iceland isn’t volcanic ash after all. It’s exhaust from Wanda’s brain. Volunteers with large fans should be arriving soon.
Way to go, Wanda! Funny and so relatable. I waver between the two states but it seems that “block” overwhelms “overload.” Of course I get my best ideas at work or in the shower and promptly forget them.
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You strap a tablet of paper to one hand. On on finger you use duct tape to secure a pen. After this, you may record any and all ideas. As for idea overload, I have that problem.
Oh, Wanda, I can so relate on this one. I have over 100 books floating around in my head–and they keep multiplying! It has gotten so bad that I even dream up more of them when I sleep. Which is worse, writers block or writers overload? Heaven only knows the answer to that one. I think it would help if the hours in my days would expand as fast as the ideas do. I haven’t figured out how to do that yet. If I do, I’ll let you know.
You “abnormal” buddy, Janet Elaine Smith, multi-genre author
I have writer’s amnesia/idea syndrome. I write brilliant pieces when I am in some kind of altered state. Later, sometimes years later, I discover the forgotten piece and think “Dang, this is good. Wonder who wrote it?”
I have alerted the international meteorologists that the stuff huffing and puffing over Iceland isn’t volcanic ash after all. It’s exhaust from Wanda’s brain. Volunteers with large fans should be arriving soon.
Welcome to my world, Wanda!!!
Way to go, Wanda! Funny and so relatable. I waver between the two states but it seems that “block” overwhelms “overload.” Of course I get my best ideas at work or in the shower and promptly forget them.