I've read about writers that put their story ideas on walls, and I often thought about taking an expo dry-erase marker and writing out story ideas/thoughts on the bathroom mirror while I brainstorm. (I'd erase it after I'm done, of course.) So, what is the weirdest place you've put your story ideas? If you can also remember how others responded, share.
A while back I really struggled with the perfect name for my character. It had been going on for ages. Then one day it comes to me without warning, and I have nothing to write on or with. I'm terrified I will forget it. What do I do? Carve it into the table with my fingernail of course. And this might not be that weird, but I often write ideas on my arm. It's not rare for me to have loads of random words, that totally makes sense to me, up my left arm.
^Haha, I have a friend who writes on her left arm too. Doesn't it hurt? My place isn't really weird, but when I was going into work the other day, I suddenly had this idea for a specific detail in my story. Unfortunatly, I hadn't remembered to bring an index card and a pen, so I wrote out my idea on a notepad on my Tracphone.
I write on myself with pen, I write on napkins, I even take chapstick or lipstick and write it on the mirror.
The only weird place I could think up of is on the back of an old math worksheet. It was a long time ago and I can't remember what I put down, but that's what happened.
Everyone says they write about their ideas on their arm. But what about jeans? A few of my pair of jeans are now littered with a story board on them.
I once wrote three paragraphs on my forearms. It went over well in school. Now I make sure I have a notebook or sticky note somewhere close.
I never go back to it afterwards. I like to keep my ideas where I can see them, on my person or on stuff I own.
I once got caught up out of town stuck in traffic with out pen/paper, or my tape recorder... Oh what does one do in cases like this? I exit the car and start knocking on random ppls windows asking for a pen and paper anything. A lady was kind enough to give me her empty dentyne gum box which I tore open and scribbled the thoughts down. Sometimes I love Gridlock in LA.
I've written story ideas on the back of my college books. I remember once I found a map of the globe in my geology book and wrote a short sci-fi idea in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.
Yah. XD I pretty much scratched out the real-world names and replaced them with my own, scratched out borders. Like I drew a circle around Canada and wrote, "Hmmm...Serbian Empire? Questions: Why and how could Serbia form its own empire? What relation does Serbia have with Russia and how would this affect the world at large?"
I pay too much for my jeans. I could probably write on my shoes though. Bought three pairs of these fabric shoes(?) for 3 bucks a pair. I wrote Daffodils by William Wordsworth on them. I wrote the four verses divided on two pairs, so the third one has nothing on it yet. Could be used for note-taking.
Darn, now you make me feel... normal. I'm not used to it, and I don't like it. My weirdest place was inside a roleplaying game on my computer. I forgot which one, but it doesn't matter. The game had a notepad where we could write down small notes and stuff (excellent feature, by the way. Very handy.) I was typing in a biography for my character in the notepad (I know... geeky), but the bio started turning into a story on it's own. I never actually wrote the story, but the notes were done from start to finish.
