Member Rara Avis
I think good ideas actually come in pairs. I don't know how many times I've had what I thought was a workable idea, but there just wasn't enough meat on the bone to give it flesh. Only when another idea came along, something that at first might not even seem related, to join with the first idea did something come to light.
Any way, having said that - here's one thought (and maybe you can find its brethern). It's one I've tried to write a couple of times in the past several months, but nothing ever comes out quite right.
Johnny's favorite thing in the whole world is coloring. He will spend hours with his crayons, taking immense delight and pleasure in the results. Trouble is, his colorings are really ugly. "Color in the lines," his mother says. "Color in the lines," his teachers admonish. He tries, he really does. But within minutes of picking up the crayons, little Johnny get so involved with his picture that he forgets. "Color in the lines," everyone tells him.
And, eventually, Johnny learns what the whole world has been encouraging him to learn. He produces his first picture, beautiful and perfect, with every color carefully placed within the lines. His teacher is excited. His mother is proud.
But Johnny, alas, never colors another picture. He has discovered that with perfection there is no satisfaction, that without spontaneity there can be no joy.
Oh, uh, something like that...