I love writing by inspiration. Love it. When it happens, drop everything! It does not happen often enough for my taste.
Yesterday, a late afternoon thunder storm rolled in and everything got very dark for half a hour and inspiration hit and for 20 minutes words-words-words poured out and arranged themselves with vivid color and texture and sound and I could taste raindrops and see flower petals magnified and I was inside the writing and the phrases just built themselves with a flow of loveliness that fell like magic raindrops.
Then something crashed with this crazy computer or with WordPress or something and ($#@!@#$!!!) and I lost.every.single.bit.of.it. All the magic dissipated and I had to be somewhere right then and I couldn’t even try to recall.
How can it be gone? It is.