You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write.
— Saul Bellow, born on this date in 1915
H. Allen Smith had a funny essay on this, but finding it would require some searches on Abe or Alibris.I once heard a story of a co-worker's husband, a fellow I never met. At one point in his life, he would smoke a good deal of marijuana before he went to bed. He would then wake in the middle of the night, inspired, but unable in the morning to recall the inspiration. Eventually, he put pen and pad on the bedside stand, and was able to write down the midnight inspiration. On waking, he reached for the pad at once, and read, "This room smells funny."But perhaps Bellow would see no room for improvement there.