You just can't tell, can you?
I spent an hour or so sitting in a coffee shop in Orpington on Sunday having dropped my eldest off at a party and having some time to kill before picking her up again.
It was quality time for me. Peace. Quiet. A large white Americano and a chocolate florentine.
And time to give some thought to the Coming Up competition (see previous post).
Sometimes ideas come. And sometimes they don't. But this time, I had a cracker of an idea. I won't go into the details here in case someone pinches it. But it was great. A good concept, and the more I thought about it the better it became. All sorts of developments and ideas accrued around it. I was on a roll.
Then, yesterday, I couldn't think of anything good to say about it. Every time I thought about it, I came up with reasons why the idea was crap, why Channel 4 would despise it, why there was nothing of any value in the entire project.
And now, this morning, I'm getting excited about it again.
I wish I could just tell, one way or the other. Is this crap or is it not?