/lit/ - Literature

I've been thinking of going back to an old idea from when I was a kid. I used to make little people out of twisty-ties about half-an-inch tall and write stories about them. I had this stupid idea that gunpowder wouldn't work for them (but apparently everything else was normal) so they used crossbows, bows, spears, and swords, as well as having mounted automatic crossbows and some pneumatic guns and such but these were very heavy. They most lived in fear of humans and hid from them and there was a general pact/oath they were all bound by to never reveal themselves to humans. I had them fighting robots made by a human lab that had discovered them, but also just generally going on adventures and such. Even had one where they had a duel with robots balanced on the edge of a house fan. Or a swordfight with each other inside a tube of electrical wires where one dodged a thrust, the guy ends up stabbing the electrical wire and electrocuting himself. Over time I added some bandit nations. Some of them had genocidal motivations against humanity, while most of the little people treated humanity like a force of nature that simply had to be endured (like hurricanes).

Anyway, these were very childish stories. I guess in some ways it is inherently childish. I was thinking of going back. I did write a bit of something when I was 17 or 18 (which was almost ten years ago) which had my old main character get swept into a human laboratory where they were studying the little people, and using tiny robots to keep them in order. The leader of the "resistance" had plans to gas the lab and kill as many humans as possible then shoot the survivors in the eyes with tiny capsacin arrows, but the others thought he was nuts for trying to go up against humanity, and the guy basically told them they were pussies for wanting to take the slaughter of their people laying down. That was probably the closest I ever had to something compelling.

I like the idea now of writing something where several nations of these little people live in the fields and tree copses of a cloverleaf on ramp by a highway. There would be interesting terrain and strategies for these small nations to wage war on each other for resources. Maybe it's just cause I'm reading game of thrones lately. I had a huge 300k words story that was completely separate but I haven't worked on it for like 4 years now, it was autistic unpublishable trash anyway...

Any thoughts on this? Would you find it interesting? What would be required for you to find it interesting?

I've been thinking of going back to an old idea from when I was a kid. I used to make little people out of twisty-ties about half-an-inch tall and write stories about them. I had this stupid idea that gunpowder wouldn't work for them (but apparently everything else was normal) so they used crossbows, bows, spears, and swords, as well as having mounted automatic crossbows and some pneumatic guns and such but these were very heavy. They most lived in fear of humans and hid from them and there was a general pact/oath they were all bound by to never reveal themselves to humans. I had them fighting robots made by a human lab that had discovered them, but also just generally going on adventures and such. Even had one where they had a duel with robots balanced on the edge of a house fan. Or a swordfight with each other inside a tube of electrical wires where one dodged a thrust, the guy ends up stabbing the electrical wire and electrocuting himself. Over time I added some bandit nations. Some of them had genocidal motivations against humanity, while most of the little people treated humanity like a force of nature that simply had to be endured (like hurricanes).

Anyway, these were very childish stories. I guess in some ways it is inherently childish. I was thinking of going back. I did write a bit of something when I was 17 or 18 (which was almost ten years ago) which had my old main character get swept into a human laboratory where they were studying the little people, and using tiny robots to keep them in order. The leader of the "resistance" had plans to gas the lab and kill as many humans as possible then shoot the survivors in the eyes with tiny capsacin arrows, but the others thought he was nuts for trying to go up against humanity, and the guy basically told them they were pussies for wanting to take the slaughter of their people laying down. That was probably the closest I ever had to something compelling.

I like the idea now of writing something where several nations of these little people live in the fields and tree copses of a cloverleaf on ramp by a highway. There would be interesting terrain and strategies for these small nations to wage war on each other for resources. Maybe it's just cause I'm reading game of thrones lately. I had a huge 300k words story that was completely separate but I haven't worked on it for like 4 years now, it was autistic unpublishable trash anyway...