I've been sick lately with a nasty cold/flu thing that doesn't seem to want to leave. After several days of mostly bed rest I tried yesterday to get back to work on my new stamp designs. I literally worked all day on it and by the end of the day I wondered if I was any further ahead. When I'm so congested I find it hard to stay on track and focus. Instead I end up designing stuff that doesn't really work with what I've already created.
The last thing I was working on was some expressions and word art. I felt like I was beating my head against a brick wall. Nothing was working. When my pug, Zoe decided it was time to call it a day, I finally agreed and reluctantly shut off my computers.
I must have had this "writer's block" on my brain when I went to bed because at 4:30 am I woke up with lots of great ideas. I thought of them one after the next. It was rapid fire non-stop idea nirvana! I thought, "Crap! I'm never going to remember these in the morning" so I dragged my butt out of bed and started fumbling around in Robert's office trying to locate a pen and paper. I couldn't find anything. In today's age of computers there are no pens or papers to be found. Defeated and exhausted, I climbed back into bed desperately trying to recall and repeat to myself all the great ideas I'd had. I wondered if I'd remember anything in the morning since I'd already forgotten the first great idea I had which originally woke me up.
Lucky for me in this morning I remembered two of my ideas. I know I had a whole lot more than that, but at least I didn't forget everything.
Now I know that when I go to bed I need to keep a pad and pen near me for when I wake up in the middle of the night to "sleep induced creative inspiration".