I get all my good ideas at night, when I'm laying in bed waiting for sleep to claim me. I think it's because that's when my mind shuts down and kind of opens up. I write my post completely in my mind before I sit at my computer to write it. I can't just open up blogger and crank out a post. My mind doesn't work like that, if anything it shuts down when I see the blank space waiting for words. That blank space has a lot of expectation to me. Like it's begging me to fill it with something meaningful and witty. Most of the time I feel like I let the blank space down. My blank space is probably thinking "Seriously Erica?!? I wait here for you to fill me up with something I can be proud of and THIS is what you give me?!? SHEESH!" OK, if blank space could think or talk that's what it would say.
Anyway, last night I had this great post planned, but I was too tired to get up and outline it on paper. So I outlined it in my mind and told myself to remember it. I woke up this morning and can't remember a dang thing! It's really bothering me. I can't remember what it was about, but I'm pretty sure it was awesome.
So blank space, please don't be upset. I had an awesome post planned for you, but sleep robbed me of it. If I catch my thief and get the post back I will certainly bless your space with it. For now you will need to content with my mediocre ramblings.