I am often asked, as a writer and as a filmmaker, where ideas come from. It’s a question that I have a very strong reaction to because, where do ideas NOT come from? Who doesn’t have ideas? And that reminds me that people think and live and breathe in different ways. I think visually; I have to SEE it. I also have words, dialogue, arguments, rants, and other verbal insanity running through my head at all times. And when there aren’t words there are songs from the radio. I wish I could write music so that those songs would be original. I wish I could think musically. To me, that is true genius and wonder, something I will never ever grasp. But alas, I think in pictures and words.
So where do ideas come from? It is very very very easy: ideas come from life. Ideas come from imagination. Ideas come from dreams and crazy random juxtapositions that hit you as you drive down the street or stroll through a grocery aisle.