I often have ideas for clever posts. “Oh, I need to write that.”
Then I fall asleep. And – the idea is gone. Poof!
I have yet to figure out why so many great ideas seem to come when I drift off to sleep. I know I’m not alone in this. Other people have said similar happen to them.
Sometimes, I actually do get up and write down whatever pearls fall into my half-asleep brain. Sometimes, they even remain pearls in the morning. Other times, not so much. I think the half-asleep brain doesn’t really know how to discern wheat from chaff.
Perhaps that is the benefit of it, though. Perhaps that accepting state lets all the ideas fall through and be examined uncritically. Perhaps we truly are our own worst enemies, finding fault in all things.
Or, it could be just that we need to turn off the inner critic to let one idea lead to another, not analyze the first one and decide if it is quality or not. They say the best way to get better at something is do it, a lot, and let yourself create crap. The crappy bits become less and less rotten, and the good bits get a bit more polished.
Focused practice. Or, in the drifting off state, unfocused freeform ideas.
It really is a shame I actually need the sleep. Otherwise, I would always get up and jot things down.
Of course, sometimes, jotting it down lets me sleep. Brain dumping empties concern that I will forget things. It might just be making a list, so I know I won’t forget x, y, and z. It can be writing a scene that keeps playing in my head, over and over.
And other times, the brain says, “Oh, surely I will remember that” and conks out. I suspect when that happens, I am beyond tired.
My brain is usually wrong when it says that, though. I rarely remember “that.” Just that I had a “that” to remember.
Brains. What can we do with them?