Writing Discussion

[Conserative Morality]

Anyone have any tips for thinking of story ideas?

I listen to music, think of a scene, start from there. I've created entire worlds around scenes.

[Alexlantis]

Anyone have any tips for thinking of story ideas?

I listen to music, think of a scene, start from there. I've created entire worlds around scenes.

I'll give it a try. Thanks, CM.

Sorry I got pissed off at you about the whole Occupy Oakland thread. We're still cool, right?

[Conserative Morality]

I'll give it a try. Thanks, CM.

Sorry I got pissed off at you about the whole Occupy Oakland thread. We're still cool, right?

I didn't realize that was a problem?

Yeah, we're cool. I didn't realize something went wrong. >.>

[The Nuclear Fist]

Working on an idea about two men trapped in a room together, one of them a hitman and the other his target, both wounded. Sort of like a deconstruction/flashback-type story.

[Alexlantis]

Working on an idea about two men trapped in a room together, one of them a hitman and the other his target, both wounded. Sort of like a deconstruction/flashback-type story.

Sounds pretty cool.

The only storyline that's coming to mind right now is something extremely similar to my "hunting Them" story thing I posted on here not too long ago. Same environment, but I'll probably make the defining member of Them more harsh. Not too sure how to work it. Time for bed.

[Alexlantis]

I'll give it a try. Thanks, CM.

Sorry I got pissed off at you about the whole Occupy Oakland thread. We're still cool, right?

I didn't realize that was a problem?

Yeah, we're cool. I didn't realize something went wrong. >.>

Eh, I just got really pissed off about human rights and the State and what have you. Really my fault for not calming down. We're cool, man, no harm done.

[Conserative Morality]

Eh, I just got really pissed off about human rights and the State and what have you. Really my fault for not calming down. We're cool, man, no harm done.

That was pretty tame as far as my arguments go, I've been in worse and not had any trouble with getting along with people outside the thread.

[Norstal]

Eh, I just got really pissed off about human rights and the State and what have you. Really my fault for not calming down. We're cool, man, no harm done.

That was pretty tame as far as my arguments go, I've been in worse and not had any trouble with getting along with people outside the thread.

Once, he tried to decapitate me with a gladius after telling him that Rome sucks at fighting tribal Germans.

Long story short, he had to regrow his beard. It was a real tragedy. *nods*

[Conserative Morality]

Once, he tried to decapitate me with a gladius after telling him that Rome sucks at fighting tribal Germans.

Long story short, he had to regrow his beard. It was a real tragedy. *nods*

I knew I should have used a Spatha.

[Alexlantis]

That was pretty tame as far as my arguments go, I've been in worse and not had any trouble with getting along with people outside the thread.

Once, he tried to decapitate me with a gladius after telling him that Rome sucks at fighting tribal Germans.

Long story short, he had to regrow his beard. It was a real tragedy. *nods*

Well, to be fair, Germany is pretty kickass.

Austrians, on the other hand, they ruin everything.

[Alexlantis]

Struggled through a bit of writer's block last night, managed to pound out this little bit. Not sure where to go from here, perhaps I should give it a rest for right now. Any suggestions for where I should go from here?

Jack stared down the barrel of an AK-47, (his AK-47), the bayonet just a centimeter or so from his gasmask, almost puncturing a hole in it. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to clear his mind and make sense of it all. The smell of warm, worn rubber comforted him and blocked out any trace of the dank stench of the tunnels around him, or the blood that had splashed onto him from kill after kill. It was supposed to be easy, killing Them. This one made it impossible, though. After a long chase, he ended up pinned to the ground, then he was in the position he was in now: crouched and staring up at It.

[The Truth and Light]

My name is Truthy and I am a poet.

I write some short fiction every now and then. I wanted to write a novel for NaNoWriMo, but I didn't. The last thing I want my poetry to be is a comfort zone, but it seems to be becoming that.

Addicted to poetry? Yes, I admit that I am.

[Conserative Morality]

My name is Truthy and I am a poet.

I write some short fiction every now and then. I wanted to write a novel for NaNoWriMo, but I didn't. The last thing I want my poetry to be is a comfort zone, but it seems to be becoming that.

Addicted to poetry? Yes, I admit that I am.

Comfort zones aren't necessarily bad. They're comfortable.

[The Truth and Light]

My name is Truthy and I am a poet.

I write some short fiction every now and then. I wanted to write a novel for NaNoWriMo, but I didn't. The last thing I want my poetry to be is a comfort zone, but it seems to be becoming that.

Addicted to poetry? Yes, I admit that I am.

Comfort zones aren't necessarily bad. They're comfortable.

Sometimes the thrill of exploring different literary productions can be quite exhilerating.

[Alexlantis]

So, I'm pretty much out of ideas.

[New East Ireland]

My name is Truthy and I am a poet.

I write some short fiction every now and then. I wanted to write a novel for NaNoWriMo, but I didn't. The last thing I want my poetry to be is a comfort zone, but it seems to be becoming that.

Addicted to poetry? Yes, I admit that I am.

We're doing this kind of introduction now? Guess I should try too...

*ahem* My name is Ireland and I am an alcoholic drug lord serial killer grim and dark writer. My writings consist of some high fantasy, as well as Steampunk and other short stories. I love Batman. I hate Justin Beiber, Twilight and the Supercommittee.

I usually write with a grim and dark tone, that involves shitty houses, shitty jobs, shit-covered people, and other things that make up a dystopia. Utopias are barely ever on my list of stories, and my stories will involve magic, steam, corruption in politics and law enforcement, some type of mystical being, some type of vigilante and action scenes. Oh, and erotic scenes.

[Conserative Morality]

We're doing this kind of introduction now? Guess I should try too...

*ahem* My name is Ireland and I am an alcoholic drug lord serial killer grim and dark writer. My writings consist of some high fantasy, as well as Steampunk and other short stories. I love Batman. I hate Justin Beiber, Twilight and the Supercommittee.

I usually write with a grim and dark tone, that involves shitty houses, shitty jobs, shit-covered people, and other things that make up a dystopia. Utopias are barely ever on my list of stories, and my stories will involve magic, steam, corruption in politics and law enforcement, some type of mystical being, some type of vigilante and action scenes. Oh, and erotic scenes.

Oh goody, introductions!

I'm CM, and I'm a fantasy writer. Mostly low fantasy, I find constructed worlds allow me the freedom to explore human emotions and ideas without the constraint of currently existing structures or pre-set biases.

I like dark antiheroes that are neither brooding and whiny nor cheerfully psychopathic. I like to create full characters, not mere plot devices, characters that think, laugh, cry, feel, and most importantly, live. I don't like creating characters that exist solely for the story, I like creating characters that have true lives beyond a simple plotline. I'm somewhat uncomfortable with matters of a sexual nature, but my characters usually aren't. This usually ends up in a shaky compromise where I acknowledge what happens while skipping out on any erotic scenes.

[Conserative Morality]

So, I'm pretty much out of ideas.

I'm always overflowing with them. I can loan you my mind for a few days while my body gets some sleep.

[Neptunian Moons]

I have a three part zombie series that I've been working on for a few months. I'm only on Page 148, and there will be major revisions in the first hundred. Yes, My style has changed in the time it took me to write the first hundred, and I did take a two month pause on the book.
I do have many other plans for novels, such as:
-A collection book of eight exotic ends to the planet Earth
-A six part war story (I've only planned the first and last parts)
-A three-part story (even though they aren't related) about an alternate earth (like steam punk retropunk, etc.)
-A book about a revolution in the USA, and what happens after.
I have so many ideas that are floating around in my head. Most will never be realized on paper, but I still take pride in them. They might not be any good either, but, I thought I would tell others about them, because, hey, I can.
DON'T CRITICIZE ME

[Alexlantis]

So, I'm pretty much out of ideas.

I'm always overflowing with them. I can loan you my mind for a few days while my body gets some sleep.

But... your mind makes me scurred...

[Conserative Morality]

But... your mind makes me scurred...

My mind makes ME scared. It's the price I pay.

[Conserative Morality]

I have a three part zombie series that I've been working on for a few months. I'm only on Page 148, and there will be major revisions in the first hundred. Yes, My style has changed in the time it took me to write the first hundred, and I did take a two month pause on the book.
I do have many other plans for novels, such as:
-A collection book of eight exotic ends to the planet Earth
-A six part war story (I've only planned the first and last parts)
-A three-part story (even though they aren't related) about an alternate earth (like steam punk retropunk, etc.)
-A book about a revolution in the USA, and what happens after.
I have so many ideas that are floating around in my head. Most will never be realized on paper, but I still take pride in them. They might not be any good either, but, I thought I would tell others about them, because, hey, I can.
DON'T CRITICIZE ME

Criticism is the best way to improve oneself.

[Alexlantis]

We're doing this kind of introduction now? Guess I should try too...

*ahem* My name is Ireland and I am an alcoholic drug lord serial killer grim and dark writer. My writings consist of some high fantasy, as well as Steampunk and other short stories. I love Batman. I hate Justin Beiber, Twilight and the Supercommittee.

I usually write with a grim and dark tone, that involves shitty houses, shitty jobs, shit-covered people, and other things that make up a dystopia. Utopias are barely ever on my list of stories, and my stories will involve magic, steam, corruption in politics and law enforcement, some type of mystical being, some type of vigilante and action scenes. Oh, and erotic scenes.

Oh goody, introductions!

I'm CM, and I'm a fantasy writer. Mostly low fantasy, I find constructed worlds allow me the freedom to explore human emotions and ideas without the constraint of currently existing structures or pre-set biases.

I like dark antiheroes that are neither brooding and whiny nor cheerfully psychopathic. I like to create full characters, not mere plot devices, characters that think, laugh, cry, feel, and most importantly, live. I don't like creating characters that exist solely for the story, I like creating characters that have true lives beyond a simple plotline. I'm somewhat uncomfortable with matters of a sexual nature, but my characters usually aren't. This usually ends up in a shaky compromise where I acknowledge what happens while skipping out on any erotic scenes.

Eh, might as well.

I'm Alex, and I write post-apocolyptic stories, usually with either a dystopian fascist state or with total chaos.

I like taking your run-of-the-mill person, shoving them into horrific situations, and seeing what happens. Alternatively, I'll take someone who's used to the environment they're in and see what it takes to make them crack or at least confuse them. I like moral grayness in my characters. I like dark and gritty scenes, characters, and worlds. If my characters ever even think about engaging in sex, they're either master casanovas who quickly get killed off, or they're awkward teenager types.

Also, I like cake.

[New East Ireland]

If my characters ever even think about engaging in sex, they're either master casanovas who quickly get killed off, or they're awkward teenager types.

Kind of the opposite, for some parts. Most of the characters who think about sex are teenagers or perverted teachers, but most of the time they get sex. Or close to it at least.

[Astrolinium]

We're doing this kind of introduction now? Guess I should try too...

*ahem* My name is Ireland and I am an alcoholic drug lord serial killer grim and dark writer. My writings consist of some high fantasy, as well as Steampunk and other short stories. I love Batman. I hate Justin Beiber, Twilight and the Supercommittee.

I usually write with a grim and dark tone, that involves shitty houses, shitty jobs, shit-covered people, and other things that make up a dystopia. Utopias are barely ever on my list of stories, and my stories will involve magic, steam, corruption in politics and law enforcement, some type of mystical being, some type of vigilante and action scenes. Oh, and erotic scenes.

Oh goody, introductions!

I'm CM, and I'm a fantasy writer. Mostly low fantasy, I find constructed worlds allow me the freedom to explore human emotions and ideas without the constraint of currently existing structures or pre-set biases.

I like dark antiheroes that are neither brooding and whiny nor cheerfully psychopathic. I like to create full characters, not mere plot devices, characters that think, laugh, cry, feel, and most importantly, live. I don't like creating characters that exist solely for the story, I like creating characters that have true lives beyond a simple plotline. I'm somewhat uncomfortable with matters of a sexual nature, but my characters usually aren't. This usually ends up in a shaky compromise where I acknowledge what happens while skipping out on any erotic scenes.

Ooh, shiny!

Hi, everybody, I'm Astro, and I write poems and prose of no specific genre. Really. I mean no specific genre. Here's some of my more recent projects: A comedy/drama/murder-mystery/holiday special, a retelling of Cinderella set in Ancient Rome, a work of epic fantasy, a work of urban fantasy collaborated on with others, a play about aliens, and a fictionalized memoir based on my experiences this year in marching band.
The one common element seems to be humor and going into far too much background. Also, recently, inserting Latin into every damn thing. I write great beginnings, decent middles, and I'll get back to you on how I write endings. Oh, and when I write poems, I don't usually have symbols and shit until after I write it and think "oh, yeah, sure, I'll just say the stars are a metaphor for people, even though the poem is really supposed to be about actual flaming balls of gas floating through the cosmos."

Anyhow, here's some examples of my writing:

Madeline didn't wait for an answer. She'd grabbed Sage's baseball bat, and was now headed up the stairs of their little Virginia home. She peeked around a corner, and immediately pulled her head back. She'd seen... a shadow of some sort, and it was coming from her bedroom! A million different scenarios played out in her head. Rapist. Axe-murderer. Jaywalker. Slowly, slowly she crept down the hallway, and jumped into the room, swinging her baseball bat wildly and screaming.
There was... a rather fabulous man standing there, who smelt of smoke and perfume. He had no shirt, and, oddly enough, no belly button, either. He held a plate of Cherries Jubilee in his hands, and suddenly screamed back, "WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING AT ME, WOMAN!? IS CHERRIES JUBILEE TRULY THAT FRIGHTENING!?"

You know how French police cars make that annoying "WEE-WA-WEE-WA-WEE-WA" sound with their sirens?
Wanna know what sound they make when driven down a Paris street by an insane faerie? It's not really a sound that can be transcribed in writing, but if you can mentally imagine the sound a mechanical whale makes when sat on by Mount Rushmore, it's something like that. But only if said whale is honking madly and yelling for everyone to 'Get the HONK out of the way!' I calmly finished my espresso, and extended my hand as the police car screeched to a halt

I Love Stars

When I ask you to picture stars,
what do you see?

White pinpricks on an empty black field?
But stars are so much more.

Stars are beautiful, colorful things, burning impossibly bright.
Burning with the heat of creation.

Go out into a place with no street lights,
late at night and far from the city.

Look up in the sky and you'll see
a billion crystal droplets winking at you from a million light-years away.

Look to the stars and you'll find
that the space between is anything but an empty black field.

They fill space's furthest reaches with fiery yellows and reds and blues,
as they fuse hydrogen into helium.

Some travel alone, while some travel in pairs or even threes or fours.
They cluster into great milky galaxies: ellipticals, spirals, and rings.

There are big stars and small stars, bright stars and dim stars.
Stars that have just formed, stars that are incredibly ancient.

Some lucky few might even have satellites,
little planets that waltz with them through outer space.

There are rocky ones and gassy ones,
big ones and tiny ones.

Some have rings and some have moons.
Some have both.

And then there are a choice, choice few stars,
that have one perfect planet.

It's not too hot, and it's not too cold.
It's just right, like baby bear's porridge.

There's an abundance of water,
and the weather is mild (astronomically speaking).

Once in a while, you'll get a planet that orbits a star.
And that planet has life.

When I ask you to picture stars,
what do you see now?

Is it still white pinpricks on an empty black field,
or is it something more?

Are stars not beautiful?
I love stars.

Oh, and I like Batman fanfiction, naughty tales written in Latin, and long walks on the beach.