...they sometimes come out at you and make you run for pen. You half remember and bang head on the wall. You reassemble a thought..a train of thought....it's half what you meant. Sometimes you wake up and have 15 paragraphs and before you can throw the blanket off it's gone. What do you do? Those great ideas are lost. All you can do is carry a pen and pad in yr pocket. Things hit you: ideas, images, sentences and sometimes whole paragraphs. You need to stop, you NEED to stop and write them down or you'll slpa yrself later when the idea is gone. A dirt road you dreamed of sometimes becomes a whole noir as you're wandering around b/c the images flow thru yr head as if someone sent them, but you also know it's you who sent them. Sometimes an idea is sent like some strange xray/cathode ray thru yr head and a whole new world evolves....it's sentences, it's rhymes, it's paragraphs...it's character descriptions, it's storylines....it's total pictures of the characters. You dig?