I had it. Dammit! I did! I had the Perfect line!
I’ve been playing around with an idea for a poem. It may still happen. I’ve got a rough draft.
I was sitting outside with my little dog while he did his business and thought of the PERFECT line for this poem. I thought, “Oh, I’ve got to go inside and write this down RIGHT NOW.” So I quickly go back into the house.
Buy the time I get in the house, sit down and open up the laptop, its gone. It just slipped away! Arrrrrgh!! I’ve got just a whisp, a hint, of what it was and I wrote that down, but it’s not the ONE.
Do you have things like this happen when you write? What do you do to solve it?
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