"Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery – celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from – it’s where you take them to.” --Jim JarmuschI appreciate it because I know I will be "borrowing" heavily for the writing activity I mentioned a few days ago.* The few ideas that I have draw inspiration from Neil Gaiman's American Gods, the Origin of Love animation sequence from Hedwig and the Angry Inch, and others. I'll be exploring the ideas in this post about people wreaking havoc on behalf of their gods, but hopefully in comic, satirical fashion.
Even if I only make it a few weeks and not nearly to the 50,000 word mark and it is a complete pile of balls, hopefully I'll at least have a bizarre little funny short story to show for it.
Oh--and as I threatened in the comments here, there will be a character who is bidden to knit at gunpoint...
*This business of inspiration-theft is more clear to me than ever since I joined my film group. I've learned (from movie buffs vastly more intelligent and informed than I) about how some of the most intense martial arts and gangster film scenes of violence are influenced by the choreography in classic musicals like Singin' in the Rain.