It’s such an inconvenient time for it to arrive. I have 7.5 competencies to finish writing for my grad school portfolio, another grad school class, a full-time job, and a strong desire to move out of my apartment (because I maybe can’t handle my roommate anymore). So, when inspiration arrived last week, I gave it a ten minute chance, wrote down some things in my notebook and then decided it needed to be put on pause until at least May.

Unfortunately, inspiration and I are not on the same time table.

It arrived again today. My mind has been turning since 10:45 AM. The ideas are flowing. I just want to talk them out with someone. Not just fleshing out the brilliant idea for a fun young adult book, but maybe how I publish it. Maybe I just publish it via a blog. Would that work? Is that do-able? Is it stupid?

So I’m sitting here, with 900 words left to go on competency 8 out of 14 for the portfolio and all I can think about is that idea and with which of my friends could I talk about it. Every time I close down my window and start writing again, I get anxious. I just want to go with the inspiration; let it flow out of my fingertips and on the page. Maybe the creativity will help my academic writing.

No. Focus. Inspiration, please stay away for another month. Just one month. I’m not ready for you. I don’t have time for you. I just really need to finish this and then I’ll deal with you. But I promise to come back. This idea may be my favorite one yet.