It occured to me today where it has gone.
It refers to the creator of interesting stories once found inside my head, but that has mysteriously disappeared these days.
Turns out it didn't disappear, per se. It just needs a catalyst to work. What catalyst?
It occured to me when I was on a train today. Went to Birmingham to get some shopping done – that and long-time-no-eat duck rice. On the way back, on the train, very naturally, a stream of ideas for a new movie came into my head – and yes, they were very interesting ideas, at least to me. And there was no struggle, it just all flowed. I was thinking, what I want to happen next, and it comes, and I think, how bout if we do this different, and I come up with a better idea – all happening within seconds. Then another. Then another.
And now I have enough material to write, oh, half a script – the general outlines of it anyway. Can it be made? Dunno, coz this one's too controversial, so I won't talk about it.
Anyways, it was when I reached home that I remembered.
I haven't traveled in a vehicle in a long time.
I used to do that in the past – a lot. That's coz my school tended to be far away from my house. During primary school I would have to take hour-long school-bus rides to get home. During secondary school we have a car-pooling system but it still takes half an hour to get back.
And it was then that my mind wanders and conjure up all these stories.
The moving images outside the window helps me think.
That was the key all along. I knew it, all this while – yet I've forgotten. I've forgotten coz when I'm staying on campus, there's never a need to get on to moving vehicles.
Now I remember.