Rami Ungar The Writer

I was watching a scary movie in my room while everyone else watched the Super Bowl downstairs. I’m telling you, besides college football and basketball, I don’t usually give a damn about sports. I only decided to support the Ravens out of some admiration for Edgar Allen Poe (“Nevermore!”). So I ended up in my room watching the sequel to The Haunting in Connecticut, which was decent compared to some other horror films I could name. After it’s done I check the news, and see the headline: 39-Minute Delay as Superdome Experiences Outage.

It’s at these moments, when I’ve just been in a scary state of mind and strange events happen, that ideas come to me. Scary ideas, horrific ideas, macabre ideas. And one did come to mind. I immediately start pondering the idea, meditate, and then start thinking of an idea. Suffice to say, I came up with a possible story. During the coming years, until I actually get around to writing it, that story will probably change around in my dark, zany mind until a fleshed-out story appears. At the very least, I have something here that I can put down on my ideas list.

Tell me, have you ever had any ideas that have come to you from strange events? Because I have an idea for a slasher film based on Hurricane Sandy also that came to me when I was walking into work after the third straight day of rain.