I don’t understand a writer ever saying they don’t have any ideas. Sometimes I get it, it’s hard to get your story from point a to point b. The damned characters don’t always do things or act exactly like you want. But c’mon, no ideas for a story at all? These ideas are literally spilling out of my head and down the nearest storm sewer all day long. I don’t have enough time to write even half the stories that creep up to my frontal cortex, or whatever that fucking part of my brain is. It’s frustrating. I have some whamtacular ideas, but i can’t get them down in story form without letting twenty others die for want of nourishment. I keep the obligatory notebook, but so what? I wrote two novels in my head on the way to work yesterday. How could i ever keep up?