Carrie's Loss, My Gain

What may have been a faux pax for Berger is going to be a help to me. Granted, I'm not breaking up with anyone via Post-It but I am starting to use Post-Its to get my thoughts out.

When I read, I get momentary glimpses into hidden parts of my mind. And when I drive, I imagine little scenes playing out to some of the music that comes on the radio. Strange quips and odd musings, some of it. Very little normal stuff otherwise. And now that my life is turning towards writing for real, I need to keep track of some of these thoughts.

I've got a screenplay I started. I've got a book I've started. I've got a short story I've started. I've got poems to edit. And now I'm getting tons of ideas. Granted, I need to finish something up first... which I will... and I need to get a computer at home so I can type... which I will, in fact, I'm working on. But, the Post-Its are a new addition to my craziness. And so far I like what's posted up on my wall. I reread over them today, what I wrote last night and nothing was taken down. The little snippets of thought are all a little something special.

Let's see where this goes...