Sometimes I do my best thinking in the shower, which only sucks because I can’t write it down. This past weekend, I had one of those showers and got one of those ideas. It’s yet another incarnation of an idea that’s been in my brain, and maybe this time, it’ll work.
See, I’ve discarded this idea a couple of times now over the last couple of months. I have various reasons for ignoring this story, for not wanting to write it, for just shuffling it off onto the shelf and giving it a pass. All of them are valid. But the thing is, it just won’t leave me alone and I keep coming back to it even when I’ve decided to give it up.
With all the reasons not to write it, I really feel like I should just let it go and move on to the next thing. I’ve checked off a bunch on the writing list so far, and I’m looking forward to a couple of the upcoming projects that I have on my agenda. This wasn’t actually on the original list (another reason to let it go) and I want to write the things that are pretty badly.
But it just keeps riding me, sneaking in when I’m not expecting it, and I keep giving it brain time. So I’m at that indecisive stage where I just need to either dive in and write it, or really shelve it. I want to write it and I don’t at the same time. Until I can really figure out it, things are on hold, because if I’m going to write it, it needs to be next. And everything else will have to shuffle down one spot.
I need to make a decision about what story I want to tell next and I need to do it soon.