Dipping Sauces?

Often when I get an idea for a story or something I want to comment about on my blog, but don’t have the time to write it, I’ll usually jot down a note.  I try to use a file name with a descriptive title to remind me of what it was I wanted to write.  Sometimes, if I’m smart, I’ll write a short synopsis of what I wanted.  If I happen to have any, I’ll add specific sentences or phrases to the document that I want in the completed piece.  Usually, those lines are the impetus for writing the thing in the first place.  As I said, though, that’s only when I’m smart.

Today I was looking through the pieces I have in varying stages of completion: from those that just need one final read-through before being published to those which are barely skeletons.  I stumbled across a file entitled “Dipping Sauces.”  I couldn’t recall just from the working title what the story, commentary, or missive was, so I opened the Word document to see what notes I had left.  There were none.  The file was empty.

I checked the date on the file, which was this past January twenty-fourth; just one week ago.  Though the file is recent, I have no idea what this was supposed to be about.  Was this supposed to be reflections on dipping sauces?  Was I pro or con?  Was this going to be a short story about dipping sauces or maybe for dipping sauces?  Was this supposed to be told from the sauce’s point of view?  What could this possibly have been that I thought I could remember from that title only? 

Could this, perhaps, have been a sequel to the mock commercial I wrote about the breadless cheesy bread?  Possibly, but is there enough material there for a whole blog post?  I’m not even talking about side dishes anymore.  I’d be lampooning a condiment.  Can a spoof commercial be written about sauce alone?  You know, the longer I think about this the more likely this was the idea.  It sounds like me, but I’m still not sure.  I can’t quite remember what about this was supposed to be funny, or if it was supposed to be funny at all.  I’ll have to flip this over in my mind for a while longer until something jogs my memory.

I opened other documents I had in the same working folder, and finding several of those empty, I added simple notes.  At least I could recall my purpose for the others. 

So, I leave this here for you as a cautionary tale: if you think of something but can’t get to it right away, keep notes.  They will help you remember exactly what it was that you wanted to do.  In the mean time, I’m going to try to remember what it was I wanted to write about so I can write down some notes on what I wanted to write.  Then, when I’ve finished writing notes, I might get around to writing.