oh, argh.

[pipistrellafelix]

You know what I really hate? When I'm walking home in the dark & words are flowing perfectly through my head--I'm not composing anything, they're composing themselves, & they're amazing--& then when I get home & try to put them on paper they're just not the same words I spoke to myself. I hate that.


You know what I love? Rehersals. God, this is hard stuff. Hard & beautiful & challenging & heady stuff.

Comments

[countcomfect.livejournal.com]

God, I know that first feeling. Grr. And its friend, the (it feels like) ONE TIME they actually stay and you get them on paper. Heady stuff.

[elanor-two.livejournal.com]

Oh, I love that opposite feeling though, yes.