The process of a writer can be as unique as a snowflake. Hemingway says he has a spring he is careful not to let run dry. I find the more I write the more ideas are in the pipeline. My well is more along the lines of a geyser, Old Faithful, spewing more stories and writing fodder than I have hours in the day to write. They fill my notebooks.
How does the inspiration for your writing present itself?
Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer