Ideas for stories
Stephen King once said he was caught in a traffic jam, inching past some massive roadworks that included a large hole in the ground, behind a Cadillac, and that on the instant he got an idea for a story from looking at the hole and looking at the car.
That type of thing never seems to happen to me. Looking at stuff, to me, is just looking at stuff. Is there a message there somewhere?





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