O, Muse, your timing sucks . . .

I posted earlier about finishing the first draft of my first ever screenplay.

This weekend I'm going to start working on the rewrite--it needs some major overhauling in a couple of places, the plot needs work, all the usual things.

In the mean time, I've had this other idea. It's been sitting there, in my head, for a while now. I'll think about it now and then but nothing significant developed. I think it's a *good* idea--there just wasn't enough there to warrant any serious development at this point.

This is a good thing. I can concentrate on what I'm working on now that has potential, I believe, if I can work out the kinks. I need to keep my head here, on this.

Except, now, an idea came to me about the other, sitting idea. Something that makes it *very* interesting. And also provides the missing piece--now there *is* enough there to make this puppy worth developing. I'm looking forward to working on it. I'm excited about it . . .

But I've got this other thing that I also dig that I've already completed a lot of work on and which will probably be pretty good, provided I can do what I need to do with it.

So, the plan is to stick with what I've been working on, for now--and I'll start plotting out the other thing and see where it goes. Who knows? I might decide after working on it that I was mistaken about it's potential. It could happen! In theory.

It would be really great if my Muse held this idea within her while I completed work on the first thing, letting it emerge when my plate was nearly empty and needed something else.

But, really, I'm just glad my poor, abused Muse still thinks of me, so I guess I shouldn't complain too much.