It was a standoff between the species at the lake yesterday. George who is 15 and 6'5" and Kyle who is 19 and at least 6' tall were conspiring like when they were little boys. I was giggling to myself as I sat on the pontoon boat listening to their conversation.
The geese wanted the bread, and the boys wanted to get as close to the geese as possible. In the end, the bird brains won. They grabbed the bread, and when the boys grabbed for them the birds lifted off over the guys' heads.
Don't you feel this way sometimes when you write? You know what you want to say, the words are within reach, and then poof! Gone, flew away. It happens to everyone. But do not let that stop you in your writing tracks.
Take a little time for recreation, loosen up, relax and play around like our grandsons did at the lake.
May the perfect word choice or phrase sneak up on you like Sean did on the big guys.