I composed a blog post in my head last night, drifting off to sleep, and woke to find it gone, lost forever in the moonlit tides.

Don’t you hate it when that happens?

Too tired even to grab pen and paper, you tell yourself, I must remember this, must remember this, must rem . . .

And then morning comes, and your idea is unreachable, cast adrift with that bit of dialogue from two nights ago, while courting last week’s heroine, tangling in the serpentine web of May’s plot twist, or perhaps surfing a long-lost story arc.

Speaking of sleep, here’s some justification for that afternoon nap – power napping before writing may have benefits! Assuming you manage to jot things down.