I'm never short of ideas that enable me to write about my life's experiences, particularly my awakening.
As to fiction, though, I've been promising myself for a while that I would write flash fiction or short stories. This would be my foray into longer works that in time might coalesce around a series (don't worry I've no desires to write the sequel to Twilight).
Of course, I've no pedigree in fiction -- I studied law remember, not creative writing -- and I recognise that I've a very long way to go before I can hold my head high and describe myself as a writer of this genre, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't try. I don't intend to use the blogging medium to publish my writing (I might put a few lines up here or on Tumblr, but not much else), but instead go via the Kindle Direct Publishing route, as I've done with my last two books.
In terms of my ideas for stories, I very much like Roald Dahl's Tales of the Unexpected -- you had to wait almost until the curtain call to know what was going on -- but certainly I don't feel inclined to write something that's too predictable. But actually, my stories are already there...in my dreams: for the last few months, almost on cue, I've woken from a dream with a fully-formed story. My mistake is that I've not written it down or noted the core themes, and in leaving it for only an hour, I've lost it. I don't know how these stories would pan out -- some are just too bizarre or anodyne -- but at least they exist.
In the end though I'm not worried about 'ideas' because, as many writers will attest, I know that once I start to write, even if raw and unpublishable, my muse or daemon will show up, enabling me to get something down on paper (figuratively speaking).
But you guessed it...all I need do is write!
And keep writing.