Do you ever have a light bulb moment when you come up with a clever idea, get excited like a teenage girl over David Cassidy (showing my age), go to bed and find that sleep is nowhere to be
found? Your brain is traveling at light speed and the heart is racing from an endorphin high, every fiber of your being is jazzed. That happened to me again last night. Sleepless nights are no stranger to me; I do most of my creative stuff after midnight, usually in bed. Hey, no naughty thoughts! And I don’t need to be inspired to miss sleep, I don’t know if it’s my age, but sometimes sleep is a skittish stranger, the more I chase it the faster it runs from me.
So last night was no different. I kept thinking about all the ways this new idea could work, my mind firing like a pistol. There was no one to throw the idea up against except my four poodles
(Hubby is away working) and it was too late to phone a friend. As the hours ticked by and the frustration began to click in, I finally gave up, turned on the light and read for a bit. Nothing like a juicy slasher novel to relax my blazing mind. Finally at 4:00 am my eyelids began to droop so I turned off the light. I guess there will be plenty of time to rest when I’m dead; in the
meantime I have another fabulous idea. I’ll make it up and share the finished product in the next few days. Have to make a run to Michael’s for a canvas form, some spray paint and a staple gun at Home Depot.
found? Your brain is traveling at light speed and the heart is racing from an endorphin high, every fiber of your being is jazzed. That happened to me again last night. Sleepless nights are no stranger to me; I do most of my creative stuff after midnight, usually in bed. Hey, no naughty thoughts! And I don’t need to be inspired to miss sleep, I don’t know if it’s my age, but sometimes sleep is a skittish stranger, the more I chase it the faster it runs from me.
So last night was no different. I kept thinking about all the ways this new idea could work, my mind firing like a pistol. There was no one to throw the idea up against except my four poodles
(Hubby is away working) and it was too late to phone a friend. As the hours ticked by and the frustration began to click in, I finally gave up, turned on the light and read for a bit. Nothing like a juicy slasher novel to relax my blazing mind. Finally at 4:00 am my eyelids began to droop so I turned off the light. I guess there will be plenty of time to rest when I’m dead; in the
meantime I have another fabulous idea. I’ll make it up and share the finished product in the next few days. Have to make a run to Michael’s for a canvas form, some spray paint and a staple gun at Home Depot.
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