Julia’s Writing

Nobody has ever asked me where I get my ideas, so this is simply mental masturbation. But, I do think about where I get my ideas from, because sometimes they make me smile and sometimes they just freak me out.

Usually I like to say most of my ideas are inspired by authors I admire, which is totally true. I read A LOT, which is evidenced by my book review blog. But otherwise…

Well, here’s an example. This morning I was driving to work, happily contemplating the awesome 2010 Olympics T-shirt my aunt had kindly picked up for me. My mom picked up the tab. I have cool family. Anyway, I drove past a school I drive by every single day and I saw two fire trucks and an ambulance parked outside. There were no people in them and the wheels were blocked, so I figure it’s some kind of demonstration for the kids in the school. Then, I turn and there’s a police SUV parked right next to the driveway of my office, which happens to be next to a bank. We’ve had police come into our parking lot and stand behind the cement block wall which separates our lot from the bank with loaded rifles and shotguns trained on some bank robber before. So, I thought, Hope nothing’s up with the bank.

Now, here’s the last straw. I unlocked the door to my office and a horrible moldy/rotted smell hit me.

First thought, There was a leak. Twasn’t so.

Next thought, The coffee machine was left on. Again, nope.

Next thought, It smells like the mold is getting moldy. Kind of like that time a rat got trapped in the ceiling above my cube and rotted for a week before anyone could figure out where the smell was coming from.

Next thought, A zombie came in here and died for the second time.  Or it’s lying in wait.

Now I can’t help but weave a story and expect undead children to be attacking the firemen and EMTs at that school down the street.

See why my ideas freak me out sometimes?