I wish I knew where it came from. I had a really great idea for a short story. The idea was stellar, but the execution of that idea was less than perfect.
I wanted to write a story that involved the artform of graffiti. I wanted the characters to communicate with each other through scribbled words on a train car.
The idea was weird enough and I could make it work. But I couldn’t. The writing of the story was laborious at best. It was straight forward and uninspired. I like what I wrote but I wasn’t motivated to continue with the story. There were better things to do.
Out Of Nowhere
And something happened tonight. The words started flowing. I don’t know where they came from. I now have a solid original quirky story that fits my style.







I would love to hear you opinion as well