My dream job goes a little something like this.....no commute to work, sitting at my computer for a good eight hours, trying to make some semblance of the ideas/thoughts/stories floating around in my head. I could work uninterrupted for hours on end. Even if I'm just throwing the ideas onto the page, at least they are out there, instead of running rampant in my mind, where they can literally wander forever. At least on paper they can't be lost and I can go back to them whenever and work on making something cohesive out of them.
I don't have that dream job.......yet. What I do have are small increments of time during which I try to cram these ideas onto paper or a computer screen. It's not easy or in any way ideal. Truth be told, it actually makes me a little crazy sometimes. See, things keep happening in my head no matter the time of day or what I'm doing. The characters keep talking, plot lines keep developing and they won't wait for a more "convenient" time. I do my best to tell them all to pipe down while I'm at work, but outside of that all bets are off. During the other hours of the day I keep a notebook with me and I'm always jotting things down, again to get them out of my head so they'll leave me alone.
Pulling out a notebook isn't always the most convenient idea however. For instance, on the back of a jet ski is not a good place for writing. Neither is dinner with friends, walking, running, Church or the dentist chair. As I've said before the ideas don't really care whether you have something else going on. They want to be heard and they are mighty darn persistent. So sometimes I give in and just listen for awhile to see what they have to say (and hopefully remember it all by the time I can write it down.)
Alright, I confess; there are times when I may completely zone out in the middle of something. If I do it while I am with you, I apologize. But until I have my dream job there's nothing I can do about it.....wonder what Mega Millions is up to now....