La Vie Boheme

I HAVE to start keeping

I HAVE to start keeping a notebook next to my bed. And carrying one with me. Twice now I've had story ideas, brilliant ones I thought. Once was at Julie's birthday party, the other came to me in the middle of the night a few nights ago. Neither time I wrote them down. Now they're both gone. The one that woke me up in the middle of the night wasn't even spec fic, but mainstream. Grar. I need something new to work on. All this editing and revising is killing me.

Not that I'm getting much of it done.

The new kitten's cute though.