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I often get ideas when running or in yoga. Which is great, but also sucks because in neither of those situations do I have a notebook with me to actually write the idea down. I should carry a small notebook. I even have one, but I'm not sure how the yoga teacher would feel if I stopped downward dogging and got to writing.
Anyway, I was running on the treadmill when a song came on.
A few months ago, I was driving when the same song came on. I made a mental note that I wanted that song to be in my next play.
When the song came on as I was running, I realized that the song had in fact NOT made it into my play...and holy moly, just that thought inspired a chain reaction.
Suddenly I understood my main character a little bit more. I accepted certain things about her and realized that the beginning of the play would have to be redone to fit who she actually was, is.
New scenes popped up. New characters. New possibilities.
And about a minute later it was gone. The new ideas were there, but the stream of new ideas came to a halt...
...and I was just on the treadmill...running...for another 1.5mi...
...and now i have to make those changes...
but I am often amazed when those moments come. When you are like:
EUREKA, HOMIE! EUREKA!
or you know...whatever it is that you say in your head at that moment...yeah...
*The movie, The First Wives Club, discusses this very idea. I know this because I saw that movie three times when it was in theaters...when I was 10. Clearly, I was preparing for future adulthood and possible future divorce. Or really I just really like Goldie Hawn, Bette Midler, and Diane Keaton. Anyway, there is no easily accessible clip from the scene I've thinking about, so I'm going old school with a picture and lines:
Brenda: Elise, can I ask you a question? Aren't you frustrated? You climb and climb and go nowhere.
Elise: I love it! Burns off the booze. You want to know something? I get my best ideas when I work out.
Brenda: You...get ideas?
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