Fellow writers picture this. I'm laying in bed reading with delight Catherine Palmer's The Courteous Cad. Hubby's by my side engrossed in a Ted Decker trilogy. My cat is comfortable in her little niche on my other side. New kitty is snuggled under the covers on top of me. Both are purring in purrrfect harmony.You can't get any cozier than this. All of a sudden I get a great revelation about one of my stories and I must write it down, lest the moment pass me by. Notebook and pen are beside me on the floor, but I'm trapped in my bed. No one in this room was going to budge. I needed my notebook! I called out to the other room for my son to come to the rescue. "Could you do me a big favor? I need my notebook and pen on the floor right there. I can't reach it." As he handed them to me he shakes his head and chuckles. After two pages of jotting down my notes I returned to my novel. Life is good.
Where are you when you get some of your great ideas?