It was a normal day. A day like any other day. Typical things to do: groceries, pay bills, post office, the gym. I do the circuit, plotting my course to the most effective route, saving the groceries for last because well, I didn’t want my cold stuff going off.
The trip home is about 7 miles. ( 6.78 if you want to be specific.) I pass the office where I used to work, and traffic stops. It’s not like a traffic jam in the city, no. We are still moving but at a snail’s pace of about 30 miles an hour. A tractor was in the road about 5 cars ahead of me. It’s a straight road, I could see all the cars lined up in front of me going down the hill.
Minding my own business, listening to my daughter recap her day at school – with a few minor extractions, An idea struck! I don’t mean popped in there, turned on like a light bulb I mean WHAM! Like the impact of when the Hulk smashes.
An idea, a twisted horrific idea pops up from one of the dark recesses in my mind. A terrifying scenario in a completely different genre than I’ve ever attempted. The bad thing is, I’ve got this full-blown evil malevolence with the power to deceive its prey, the power to absorb its prey, and the means to dispose of without detection. The problem is, how to have someone figure it out before it’s too late and we are all alien bug food.
Is it not enough that I currently have too many projects that are unfinished? Is it too much to ask for ideas to stay within the bounds of the current project? NO! Like a piece of Johnston grass, this thing pops in there and is invasive. One little tiny spec and it has taken over a good portion of my conscious thought.
I’ve jotted some notes down, drawn out a few pictures, and even come up with the character for its first victim. I’ll have to do some research don’t we always?
Horror would be a totally new direction for me. Not being a fan of horror flicks, or books I don’t know where it came from. I suppose it could be a residual from the books I used to read back in my college days. ( Stephen King, Love craft, Poe, Anne Rice)
In the meantime, I jot down my few notes and try to focus on the manuscript at hand. Revisions: to add some depth to my story, get out of my head the back-story that helps with the world building and explains why my characters behave as they do. It would be so much easier if I could just plug in a flash drive and download the entire story that’s in my brain. But, if that were possible I’m afraid some of those other ideas would download as well that aren’t even half-baked yet. That wouldn’t be good.
What do you do when ideas strike you? I’d love to hear from everyone on how and when your ideas pop up and how you handle them.
Write on my friends, write on!