I have all these ideas in my head, all these conflicts, all these characters, all these worlds, all these creatures, all these cultures, do many ideas. Yet I do not know what to do with them. As I am writing this blog, I am contemplating a struggle, a question, or a motivation which would allow me to express these concepts and world. At the moment all I have is a very basic plot (and this just came as typing that top paragraph) where a writer (in a time smilar to ours, yet more art-centric and hipster like) writes and writes and writes. He is a fantasy writer, and his work and poetry is much appreciated by the small niche at which he has moulded from his questionable works. They all marvel at his imagination: "How do you think of these things?" some may say. And when presented with that very question, he can never find an answer. Thinking, he realizes all his ideas came from an unseen muse, like when he was sleeping, or sitting at a coffee shop. He concludes that this must be the universe speaking to him. And eventually, he stumbles across one of his creations, but here comes the irl problem. How would he do such a thing, how would he be transported to an alternate world, planet, or something similar, only to find out that they are communicating to him the secrets of the universe, the reason for human exsitence (thats what he finds out anyway) How would he get to an alternate universe, or how would one of his creatures approach him. Any books where a similar instance has occurred? Any advice?