/lit/ - Literature

I don't like to give out my ideas because I'm afraid people will steal them because they're so fucking good I'm going to be famous someday.

I haven't actually written anything beyond an initial idea but trust me it's so amazing and original and I hope people don't steal it.

My memoirs.
MY MEMOIRS!

Everything's in the execution, so if someone can write my ideas better than I can then it's their right to do so and get published with them. So here are a few stories I'm working on:

- A mathematician meets an excommunicated priest at an opium den to play chess. The mathematician expresses his disgust for the ugliness and inelegance of life and the priest talks with him about it.

- A man's hermit friend goes missing. The man tries to figure out what happened, but every clue he can find is not helpful at all, all he can gather it seems like his friend might have been of some threat to some governmental institutions. Nothing gets resolved and the man is left with a persistent feeling of disquiet.

- A young man is having coffee with his friend, and they talk about their romantic life (one has been dating a predatory teenager, the other has just dumped his S because he was bored with his life).

- A cryptographer/programmer has a shitty relationship with his roommate, and is in denial about his substance abuse problem. His aggressive roommate constantly chides him about his habit, and his best-friend is worried about him and his obsession with a pet project, besides his habit. The man overhears his friend and roommate talk about him while he's barely conscious. This makes him take the rash decision of stealing an old rich couple's personal ship and spending the next 50~ years of his life in a pointless trip to Beta Cygni, where he will be caught for stealing the ship.

I'm writing a kind of ensemble comedy graphic novel loosely based on the Lars Von Trier miniseries The Kingdom. I really cannot draw well so it is more of an exercise in trying to draw and the comedy is mostly silly but I don't actually intend it for publishing (beyond self-publishing it)

I had a dream the other night that I want to write about. It's very simple, a man is investigating something and it's a dangerous thing with a lot for him to lose. I'm not sure if someone was kidnapped or a huge ammount of money was stolen or something like that. What happends it's that, eventually, the problem is solved, the money recovered or the kidnapped person lose, but the criminal is not caught, he gave up. And the man investigating is ready to get out of town, while the city stops caring about it anyway, but one woman insists for him to arrest the criminal. In my dream, the criminal lived in an abandoned room right next to where the detective worked.

I will tie all of that up into a coherent story. I was just amazed about this idea of abandoning a case or not after that. I think it has a huge potential to be something personal and powerful. I'm thinking about it non-stop.

Pay attention to your dreams, /lit/erats. Don't just wake up, make sure you know how you changed overnight.

About to write a short story titled 'Pokemon Cards'

A derealized pied noir historian who is doomed to live forever is trapped in a waiting room for a travel agency with his pet rock while trying to book a flight to Amsterdam where he wants to rekindle his Christianity.

>>2401411
protip: that sounds like shit

>>2401284
Unless you're writing a treatise, it's very hard to write a scene that's just two characters talking and not have it be incredibly boring. Just look at Umberto Eco. Unless you're excellent at conveying action through dialogue, I would suggest adding more climaxes to your works.
>>2401445
Haha, okay, Sartre.

>>2401461
> it's very hard to write a scene that's just two characters talking and not have it be incredibly boring

This might sound pretentious or something, but I don't really care whether people find them boring or not. I write what I want to read. It's cool if people like it, but if not, it's cool too.

Okay then, I have my entire story except for one, admittedly huge, detail. How do I get 95% of the population of the Earth to plug themselves in to VR machines? Assume they are perfect and addictive to the point of people killing themselves and requiring therapy if they don't have access. That alone isn't enough, because there needs to be enough machines to go around, so I was thinking a big company or government plan or something. I'm really stuck on that one thing.

>>2401506
are you the guy with the story about the guy who maintains the VR machines and has epilepsy or something?

you still haven't gotten around to finishing that shit?

>>2401514
Yep, and nope. The story is written, but I am not satisfied with the reason I went with, a semi-environmental/overpopulation thing.

>>2401522
well to me the detail seems irrelevant

A man finds a dead body with a note in his hand. It just says a single word Which I haven't decided what it will be. Said man knows that the word is actually the name of a city that is fairly far away. He sets off with the body and decides to bury him in that place. Immediately as he steps out another man approaches him and decides to accompany him.

So they set off into the world and do shit loads of things with no apparent drive or motivation for anything they do. I'm thinking of setting it in the ancient Mesopotamia when the Neo-Babylonian's were in power. I need to research more about that area though.

>>2401451
Okay, bro.

>>2401543

Are you Neil Gaiman?

A meteorite lands near a rural farmhouse, its sole inhabitants an old widow, her dog and the livestock.
She goes out in the night to investigate, notices a strange glow emitting from it. Suddenly, a shape jumps at her, causing her to faint. When she wakes up, it's already noon. Meteorite has stopped glowing, no sign of the creature or any tracks it might have left.
After she clears her head a bit, she immediately goes and tends to the few cows she's got.
After work and a quick meal, she showers and notices strange growths all over her body. She has a mild panic, calls the regional doctor and gets an appointment.
Before she has a chance to drive to town the next day, fever strikes and she moves into bed.
Couple of day pass, her doctor tries to call her to follow up on the appointment but gets no answer. Worried, he drives up to the farm to find her working on the field, healthy as she's ever been. She apologizes for not calling to let him know that the fever and growths have subsided. The doctor decides to check up on her none the less, but finds nothing that indicates an actual disease ever took place. He leaves her, but asks her to call him back if the symptoms should reappear. Few more days pass, everything seems to be going smoothly for our aged protagonist. In fact, a little to well. She seems to have found a new surge of strength, her chores taking up less and less amount of time.
Looking in the mirror, she swears she's looking younger and younger by the day. And the hunger, why doesn't the regular portions satisfy her?
And why has her dog of seven years suddently started avoiding her, barking at her furiously when she approaches...

A boy realizes his heart is actually a clockwork simulacrum. When he visits the local jeweler, the old man sends him to an alternate world inhabited by clockwork automatons. There, he finds the young prince of the kingdom shares a similar problem: he has an organic heart.

Well, I had this idea kicking around, but I found that any way I wanted to take it, I ended up ripping off "Wildwood." So, I pass it on to whoever can do something worthwhile with it.

>>2401555

No, but I bet he's a gay man who kneels

>>2401245
I realize you're a troll, but even at its core, what you're trying to say is wrong. I mean, perhaps it depends on the situation, but fear of plagiarism is absolutely reasonable in this day and age - especially when you're on a shady imageboard full of crazy people (sorry, moot).

>>2401560
The idiea is, she's slowly turning into an Eldritch Abomination and it becomes clearer and clearer to her as the story moves along. But in the meantime, she tries to use her strength and various "powers" for "good". After a strange "disease" kills off all her livestock and forces her to bury it.. That is; In reality the thing within her fests on her cows on its own accord, she decides it's time to move in with her youngest son in Arkham city. She brushes off his question of how she's manged to make herself look so much younger by telling him that it's a new beauty cream treatment she's undergoing. She manages to keep the hunger of what is living inside her at bay by regularly picking up fresh beef carcasses and devouring them in private at a dockside storage space she's renting.
But it's not enough to entirely satisfy her, and with crime running rampant in the city, why not make good use of a bad thing and do a little "clean up".

Psychotic girl sees man die, reflects on life & actions, wanders through New York City having arbitrary hallucinations, eventually embraces her mind's destruction in hedonistic pursuit

A dainty, innocent button collector unintentionally becomes involved in a terrorist plot by unfortunate use of sarcasm. A talented actor, he is able to easily fit into the group, but cannot manage to escape unnoticed. His mother, an undercover agent, is discovered in the group and is held hostage for 12 million dollars. As the plan becomes more known to the button collector, he discovers that his mother is actually a triple agent, and will be the one to initiate the plot from inside the FBI headquarters. I'm still working on a climax/resolution.

>>2401642
>A dainty, innocent button collector...

Maybe his mother isn't really an agent for anyone, and got dragged into this the same way the button collector did.
Perhaps the ultimate joke is that none of them, not even the terrorists went into this with an actual cause or a motive.
Misunderstandings just piled up and grouped them together, causing them to uneasily act together in a non-cause that serves no real purpose other than putting them against the state and ultimately, each other.

>>2401650
I was considering the nobody intended it option, but I'm not sure I can write it convincingly. I'll see if I can do it, though.

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Mankind resigns. The humans left figured out that personal happiness is what matters and they know the machines will do well on their own with good self-maintenance systems. So they give up procreation and leave it be.

A robot who is programmed to defend mankind does not accept this and the story unfolds. He is not only against the machine system, but humans are against him as well, not with fights or war, but with their argument.

He realizes he just does not accept this because he was created not to. And go on to search for his own happiness.

A transfer student at an esteemed private school befriends an eccentric, quiet child that turns out to be the antichrist. Hijinks ensure. Growing up, the Antichrist child seeks to distance himself from the omens and the prophecy. Goes on a eurotrip with his friend. But throughout their adventures, the antichrist child learns to accept that there are always certain duties that have to be preformed, and our protagonist learns a lesson in humility or something. I don't know, don't do drugs.

a writer going through an existential crisis, a woman helps him get out

Charlie Chaplin and Albert Einstein discover a window through which they can read 4chan. What would they do?

I really wanted to write this, but I only really write poetry and don't feel able to pull it off with my lack of experience.

It's a darkly humorous gay teen epistolary rom-com story, made up of love letters sent by one student in a Catholic school. He is flamboyantly gay, yet devoutly religious. He falls in love with a rebellious student (sees him smoking outside the school gates, making rude parodies of hymns etc) and wants to save his soul through gay love. We can infer from the letters that the other boy is taking no interest in him whatsoever - not responding to his letters, or meeting him where asked. But he won't admit that he's not interested - he makes increasingly bizarre claims to his affections: interpreting his lack of interest as teasing or a game, reading significance into small gestures, etc. By the end of it, he claims to be able to see his spirit during hymns and that he has been using prayer to appear in his dreams. Basically, he crazy, and it leaves the reader wondering if the boy is real at all.

If someone wants to write it I'd be interested to see what they make of it.

>>2404501
Have you seen the movie Saved! ? They are all very religious and a girl suspects her boyfriend is gay, she hears in class that virginity is metaphoric, not physical and she sees Jesus in a pool. So she decides to have sex with her boyfriend, but she ends up pregnant and her boyfriend comes out as gay.

>>2404508
I haven't, but it sounds kind of interesting.

The plot of my story is sort of a cross between Stephen Fry's The Liar (which I haven't read) and Ian McEwan's Enduring Love.

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A group of underground ballet dancers in Turkmenistan try to avoid detection by the law.

I'll never get around to writing it, but that's probably for the best.

>>2404501
This sounds like the Paul sections of The Rules of Attraction.

>>2401284
>predatory teenager?
Like? Is he/she a shark? Can he be dating a teenage shark?

>>2401415
This is kind-of the most interesting post in this thread.

>>2406010
>predatory teenager

Sexually so.

>>2404486
Brilliant.