When I do anything arty, like writing a bit of a story, I think of real book authors and what they do, how they thought of it. Often I just think of insane things, like pink floating rubber ducks, then let my mind slowly make it into an proper story type thing - ie: the pink floating rubber duck incident of 2039AD, where an shipment of pink floating rubber ducks was being delivered to Earth from Mars, which is now an industrial planet completely dominated by America...etc etc. I just made that up see. |
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