One of the questions I get asked the most is "where do you get your ideas?"...
My answer is always "from everyday things that make me wonder 'what happens next?'"
Here's a good example and a challenge for any wanna-be writers out there.
I was walking to the great Bank Street Bookstore yesterday and passed this abandoned, and pretty expensive looking, running shoe on the sidewalk, outside a different bookstore and next to a big, black empty SUV.
How did it get there?
Who left it?
Didn't they notice they only had one shoe?
What happens next?