I keep a notepad and pen by my bed at night. For when the Muse wakes me up at 3am and says, 'Write!'
That means, I have to turn on the light, grope for the accoutrements, and try to write with some intelligence. If I'm not pretty clear on what I'm writing, nine times out of ten, the next morning I have no clue as to what the Muse thought was so important to wake me up! Then... she doesn't speak to me for awhile. *g*
The other night, I got woken. I didn't want to move. I reached over, in a moment of fog, and grabbed my cell phone. It sits right next to me on its stand. In case the world should end while I'm sleeping and someone is calling to say their last good-bye.
Hmm, I thought, I can use this. So I switched to the texting thingee-do and wrote away. Since I didn't have to turn on a light and I didn't have to hope the pen had not run out of ink, etc. etc. etc. I was able to spend a good couple minutes writing down enough that I would know what it meant in the morning.
Then - I fell back asleep. No worries that I might have lost some delicious piece of writing.
Life is good.