the racing thought. every time you sit down to write, there comes, galloping toward you, a genius thought. such a brilliant blog topic, or beginning, you can hardly stand it. you rush to record it, to capture it, but alas, before you have written more than a sentence, it's past you. galloping away into the sunset, never to be seen or heard from again.
a tragedy. such a great idea. wasted.
what if you could lasso that thought? tie it up. slap it down. record it. would it be worth it? are those fleeting thoughts you believe to be stokes of genius like you think, or are they just ordinary thoughts made exciting by the idea of sharing them with the world?