I found that once I had my ah ha moment that night outside The Gardens and could then go to my special place for inspiration in my mind's eye or in person to recharge my creativity the ideas just flowed. It wasn't always that way though. There were periods of time before I got that inspirational spark, periods of time when my subconscious was mulling over the ideas that I got from so many different areas of my life. Then in a matter of a few months those percolating ideas just fell into place much like the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.
I needed that extra boost, that small spark of inspiration that night walking along Sackville Street to help my psyche, my subconscious make all pieces that had been swirling around in my head for the past year fit together. From there my ideas just took off and I've not stopped writing since!