Call me strange, but I am one of those people who gets an urge to jump when I'm standing on top of a cliff or a tall building. As I'm riding up a steep incline of a roller coaster, I ponder what would happen if I was able to unbuckle my seatbelt. I have visions of me on an cruise ship in the middle of the ocean, leaning over the railing and plunging to the deep dark water below. I think about what would happen if I ran someone over in the middle of the night. I actually spend time thinking about how to make someone miserable.
On second thought, don't call me strange - call me mentally insane. Or, better yet, just call me a writer.
Seriously, we writers are a different breed, aren't we? Our brains simply don't work like other brains. We conjure up all sorts of weird scenarios, unfathomable to the "normals." But, I suppose our, um, different way of thinking is what makes us good at what we do.
In one of my current novels-in-progress, the main character discovers a dead body under her shrubs. I came up with the idea one morning when I was backing out of my garage while it was still dark, wondering what would happen if I ran over a dead body. When I started my story, I had her actually run over the body, but ended up changing it a bit, so the body is found under the shrubs. The main character does still back over something in the dark, it just isn't the body.
The point is my story started with my thoughts of running over a body.
No, the point is - once again - how strange I really am. Hey, at least I can admit it!
So what strange thoughts of yours have influenced your writing? It's ok. Be honest. We're all mentally insane. After all, we're writers.