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Night Edition
Previous Thread >>19707612

For Prose:
>The Art of Fiction, Gardner
>The Anatomy of Story, Truby
>Story Genius: How to Use Brain Science to Go Beyond Outlining and Write a Riveting Novel (Before You Waste Three Years Writing 327 Pages That Go Nowhere)
>On Becoming A Novelist
>The First Five Pages
>Writing Fiction: A Guide to Narrative Craft
>How Fiction Works
>The Rhetoric of Fiction
>Steering the Craft
>On Writing, Borges

For Poetry:
>The Poetry Home Repair Manual
>Western Wind: An Introduction to Poetry
>This Craft of Verse, Borges

Related Material:
>What Editors Do
>A Student's Introduction to English Grammar
>Garner's Modern English Usage

Suggested books on storytelling:
>The Weekend Novelist
>Aristotle's Poetics
>Hero With a Thousand Faces
>Romance the Beat

Traditional publishing
> Formatting manuscript
https://blog.reedsy.com/manuscript-form

list of /wg/ authors pastebin and anonymous flash fiction anthology
https://pastebin.com/ruwQj7xQ

>> No.19725313

Ayo baby tuckoo and moocow we was writers and sheit

>> No.19725314

No one in /wg/ writes.

>> No.19725329
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Fuck lads, I have too many notebooks. I have a journal, a planner and a notebook for each of my projects plus 3 additional notebooks. I've made use of one of my additional notebooks by turning it into a research journal, but what the fuck do I do with the other two? I could make them general purpose notebooks but I'd hate to spend too much time writing in those then have to rewrite everything in my project specific notebooks for sake of organisation. Perhaps I should get into poetry and use on for poems. Any other ideas?

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19725334

welcome the the bimp zone

>> No.19725390

>extremely hype to write a certain scene later in the book
>can't write it out yet until i develop everything else, just outlined it with some description and left it in place
>encouraging me to keep up daily wordcount so i can reach it

>> No.19725436

>hmm today I will prepare my book for beta readers
>look at the book
>keep feeling like it's unfinished and in a draft format
>know it's because I wrote the whole book in the 6x9 finished book format from the get-go so no formatting can make it feel like it's ready for print
Shit. Is it time to grab beta readers?

>> No.19725508

All around me are familiar posts
Worn out generals, worn out anons
Bright and early for the daily thread
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their words are filling up their posts
No expression, no expression
Hide my head, I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The threads in which I'm funposting
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When generals run in circles it's a very, very
Mad board, mad board
Anons waiting for the day they feel good
New thread, new thread
And I feel the way that every anon should
Lurk and read, lurk and read
Went to be anon and I was very existing
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello, anon! Tell me, what's my lesson?
Look right through me, look right through me
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The threads in which I'm funposting
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When generals run in circles it's a very, very
Mad board, mad board
Enlarging your board
Mad board

>> No.19725543

>>19725508
>Bright and early for the daily thread
You spelled ‘bread’ wrong

>> No.19725578

>>19725436
I just want my beta readers to actually read my book. Very few beta readers are worth anything, the rest treat it like they got a free book. One of my beta readers took 6 months to read 100k words. But the ones who do their "job" are worth their weight in gold and won't care how you format it so long as they can read it. I usually just throw it up in a Google doc.

>> No.19725622

I want to write about an intergalactic war that finally ends from a woman singing a song from the past.

>> No.19725633

>>19725578
this terrifies me. i gave mine to a beta reader a few days ago and he's fucked around and only read half of the first chapter so far. sometimes i forget other people don't read books in 2-3 days and it can take them months. modern people especially have a low attention span.
he seems to have liked the visuals in the opening scene so i guess that's something
>>19725329
... they have this thing called a word document

>> No.19725770

You guys marketing yet?
Book release in roughly 16 months by my estimate.

>> No.19725771

I have a problem bro's.
I keep writing the second book when i should be editing the first.

>> No.19725776

>>19725771
Yes. but what is your release plan?
Are you going to just try to put that out in the ether without any forethought?

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19725784

I felt bad that I told y’all I would write this weekend when in reality I just got drunk on a boat. So I wrote something just now for /wg/.

https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/36209/burgerpunk-pizza-time/chapter/822273/bus-stop-blues

>> No.19725794

>>19725776
feck off meerkating skum!

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>>19725776
pic
>>19725771
it's better to write them first and edit in tandem after. it'll be more consistent.

>> No.19725851

>>19725314
Tell that to F. Gardner

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>>19725306
I wrote over 3000 words last night
A man came home, found his gf had left him a note that she'd be "out with friends". She has left a full trashbin, a full dishwasher and an almost empty pantry for him to deal with after a day's hard work. He tries to cook for himself but does it badly. He smokes by the kitchen window, leaves it open and a pigeon flies inside the apartment. It takes a shit on one of his gf's many decorative pillows. After he's done shooing the bird away he sees the pillowcase has 1. Corinthians 13: 4-7 written on it.
I thought it was neat.

>> No.19725950

>feel like writing
>read something
>get upset at what I read
>feel motivation to write plummet
How do I avoid that? How do I read things and also write without losing the ability to do one or the other?

>> No.19725955

>>19725950
If you feel like writing. Write before you do anything else. Get that out of your system first.

>> No.19725958

Wrote 3500 words today
>>19725950
read better things.

>> No.19725968

I wrote 40 words today. Then I started listening to anime/jpop. Go ahead, ask me what my favorite anime song is

>> No.19725970

>>19725968
Well?

>> No.19725973

I wrote zero words today. I’m gonna tell people I’m a writer

>> No.19726020

>>19725508
man you absolutely botched the meter at every opportunity, good grief.

>> No.19726033

>>19726020
What's a meter?

>> No.19726047

>>19726033
every other sentence you either add or subtract to the syllable count.
You replace faces with posts and races with threads, halving the syllables and completely throwing off the meter of the song you are parodying. That's just one example

>> No.19726051

>>19726047
Okay but how much is that in feet?

>> No.19726187

Why the fuck would you ever publish something? Can you explain to me how it is not infinitely cucked? Why the absolute fuck would you spend all that time and effort for absolutely fucking nothing, for a bratty public of man-babies who think your work is a free service that comes with their internet bill? Why not do literally anything else with that time, like crotcheting or growing tomatoes, or something else that actually rewards you? Can you give me insight in the gigantically cucked mind of a XXI century "author"?

>> No.19726245

>>19726187
Because I want to write, not grow tomatoes, retard

>> No.19726327

>>19726245
You can write without publishing.

>> No.19726330

>>19725633
>they have this thing called a word document
I prefer to write the first draft by hand and type up the second draft, I get too distracted thinking of plot ideas on the computer.

>> No.19726334

>>19726327
That's what most of us are doomed to do.

>> No.19726336

>>19726327
You lose nothing more by publishing than you do by not publishing, but it might actually make someone's day a little better

>> No.19726340

>>19726187
>>19726327
I've grown into this style of thinking. I write for myself and will only consider publishing if my close friends or family who've read my work push me to do so.

>> No.19726348

>>19726336
>You lose nothing
in the same way as you lose nothing when your wife fucks other men?

>> No.19726405

>>19726340
hey bro youre stuff is pretty good bro you should try publishing bro

>> No.19726416

>>19726348
Can you not drag your fetishes into this? It's completely unrelated

>> No.19726427

>>19726416
>call someone a cuck
>i-it's y-your fetish s-stop
Thanks for the insight though. You are completely subordinate aren't you?

>> No.19726439

How do I write women?

>> No.19726447

>>19726427
>can't shut up about cuckoldry
>starts talking about cucks everywhere he goes
Absolutely obsessed

>> No.19726474

>>19725306
I am currently writing an essay on cuckoldry and would like to publish it somewhere online, can anyone give any pointers?

>> No.19726485

>>19726447
Your pathetic attempt at turning the subject away from the reality of publishing in this decade - because you 1) have no argument and 2) you probably don't write at all but you enjoy being a consoomer - is absolutely transparent, you know that?

>> No.19726684

>>19726485
I talked about publishing, you wanted to talk about cucks, and now I'M the one changing the subject?

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19726709

Thoughts about advertising on Instagram/social media?

>> No.19726743

>>19726684
Can you reply to my post wirh something intelligent or not?

>> No.19726842

>>19726743
If you're this starved for (you)s, then sure, have another one.

>> No.19726977

>>19726709
It could work for a new york times bestseller with an expressive title like "Factfulness: Ten Reasons We're Wrong About the World--and Why Things Are Better Than You Think". If it's anything that might sound boring or look boring, then don't do it.

>> No.19727158

>>19726439
Tbh, just like men except emotion driven than logic driven. A well written girl writes themselves.

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Damn bros, went from like 570 views to 707 views in one day

Also, might finish my novel this afternoon (first draft)

>> No.19727238

>>19727158
Men are emotion driven.

>> No.19727281

>>19727238
Alright, women are just like men except MORE emotion driven than logic driven.

>> No.19727319

>>19727281
Looking at 4chan should make you doubt whether it is possible to be more emotion driven than men. Humans are emotion driven. Being logic driven is an exception. I think you mean that men are women are generally driven by different emotions in social context : men by desire for possessions, competitiveness, pride, hatred; women more so by fear, desire for security, desire to be desirable...

>> No.19727325

>>19727319
men and women are *

>> No.19727366

>>19727158
you really don't know what drives women lol
give me a situation and i will tell you what the women will desire. it is difficult to explain the mind of a woman without context. they seem fickle and emotional, as if their ability to process logic is out of whack, but there is indeed a kind of logic to what they do and what they want.

>> No.19727764

>>19727158
You’re an idiot. A lot of men are emotional

Men write women so poorly

>> No.19727771

I wrote 500 words and 2 poems today and I didn't drink myself into oblivion afterwards.
It's not good but it's a start.

>> No.19727775

reply to my post if you’re pursuing trad publishing

>> No.19727816

>>19727775
Yes
It's been months and months and no reply
I hate it

>> No.19727846

>>19727775
of course
i plan to start a media empire and it has to start somewhere

>> No.19727887

>>19727775
Yes. Now that lazy entitled agents are back from their month long winter holiday I'll begin querying again with the new improved query. In the meantime I'm writing a second novel that I will also seek tradpub for.

I will simply flood agents in better and better manuscripts until one of them is forced to publish me.

>> No.19727958

>>19725306
You know that Kaiju thing I mentioned a couple threads back?
Does this sound like a good cast of monsters? Ask me more about any of them if you want to, because this is just the bare basic information about them.
>A 35 meter, genetically modified frog from Japan. Sort of the "Lead" monster
>A 40 meter long snake that's a descendent of Titanaboa
>A 20 meter pair of rabbit monsters that may or may not have badly mutated due to the Loch being fucked with
>A 37 meter long wolf that's been infected with an alien parasite that's basically the Thing except it binds to a single thing.
>A 40 meter tall cybernetically modified mantis that protects humanity
>A 60 meter dinosaur that exploded out of a saline formation and is basically Yujiro Hanma as a giant monster, right down to being borderline impossible to defeat. The major threat
>A 25 meter raven monster with ties to Native American culture and an obsession with protecting it's unborn babies
>A 70 meter long sea creature that caused the Bloop and lives in the Indian Ocean
>A 100 meter tall tree in Africa that seems to possess sapience and likes people
>A 50 meter tall iron statue that fights to protect the people of Germany
>A 45 meter ape-like creature that hates the stench of pollution
>A 90 meter tall alien with weird EMP powers and an apparent desire to wipe out humanity
>A 15 meter armadillo that was the result of GMO waste being dumped into the groundwater
>A 30 meter creature that's an actual fucking Troll. The mythological kind. It's a complete jerkass
>A 35 meter giant robot created to deal with the Kaiju problem by any means
>A 25 meter Hyena that was created via a Frankenstein-like experiment where they stitched all that shit together.
>A bunch of 5 meter long rats that terrorize the Australian countryside
>A 120 meter long guardian spirit resembling a gecko that was deformed and twisted by the fear in humanity's collective consciousness
>An 65 meter, incredibly old creature that has implacable determination and an apparent desire to stop the dinosaur.

>> No.19727967

>>19727958
>>A 100 meter tall tree in Africa that seems to possess sapience and likes people
Cool. Yes it sounds like a good list. They all sound very animal based though. I don't know if you were aiming for a more Pacific Rim / Godzilla vibe

>> No.19727978

>>19727967
The point is that the tone fluctuates depending on the monster in the situation.
Some of them are kind of comic relief, some are badasses, some are outright scary.

>> No.19728176

>>19727958
ok but what's the story

>> No.19728218

>>19725784
Any feedback?

>> No.19728267

>>19725622
I was once tripping hard from shrooms and a plot something like this came to me while listening Kitaro’s silk road theme.

>> No.19728316

I can't do it, i'm just not fucking awake in the morning. until at least noon i'm fucking worthless, can barely string a sentence together let alone write about anything. i'm like 20 iq points lower than normal during morning hours no matter how much sleep i get or how much coffee i drink.

>> No.19728342

>>19728176
They fight.

>> No.19728347

>>19728342
hehe nice

>> No.19728532

I have ideas for stories but can never seem to flesh them out into anything of decent length. I don't know what my problem is. Maybe I'm not descriptive enough or something. It's really frustrating and it's stopping me from writing a story now because I feel like I've progressed too much too quickly without really saying anything at all.

>> No.19728636

What do you think of my poem?
I
O, noble Gods, wherever ye might be,
Hark to my lowly prayer this dusky eve!
No boon I ask that from a human vice —
As, Pride, Ambition, Lust, or Avarice —
Can spring; no kingly throne, no maiden fair,
Nor quick alleviation of my care.
(Indeed I know that mortal cares for gods
Are like for men the workings of the ants:
A thing of intrigue but importance scant.
For they who with the booming lightning joust
Care little for the flesh their jest might burn,
Though wailing loudly they to ashes turn).
But lest I weary longer your fine ears,
My Gods, I’ll tell you brief my prayer:

II
I ask but that my soul may never be
As dim-eyed men’s that coldly take life on,
Gripped by Indifference, these I often see
And shake with horror lest I should become
As they. Indifference I have known, indeed —
When Passions flee the suffocated Mind
Which paints the world in colours dreary, bleak;
And even Poetry upon the eye
Falls dead and scarcely seems to signify.
And then no consolation one might take
From bygone bards and their old wisdom-songs;
Nor from the redbreast singing by the lake
That bravely beams his tune the morning ‘long.

III
It is as if the world did spin for naught
And naught in it were worth the slightest glance,
Nor joy nor sorrow influence the thoughts
And life is but a wooden deathward prance.
O rather would I bear a thousand plights!
And live as one that’s hated by the world;
Be worn by constant sorrows and be like
The hunted hare or unloved passioned youth.
O give me tears! Or give me joys!
Give all that Fortune in her blindness brings
But do not let my mind to become dim.
A life of lethargy is not a life.

>> No.19728795

>>19728176
Stormchaser tries to gather as much information about this shit as he can.

>> No.19728808

>>19728532
Can’t be sure what your issue is, but may I recommend B-storylines. You’ve got your major arc (for a short story, that’s all you focus on), but for a novel-length book you’ll want to have a few balls in the air at once. Keeps it interesting, and helps support the main storyline.

>> No.19728862

>>19728808
Son’s sick, so I’m stuck watching cartoons all day while he coughs on me.

Gimme a prompt/idea, and I’ll write a flash fic for you.

>> No.19728978

>>19728808
But it's even for short stories. Anything I write ends up being little more than flash fiction.

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>>19728862

>> No.19729062

Click. Type. Send. Ah! For my waifu I could offer no lesser devotion. Click. Type. Send. Ah! As I empty my account, I feel that there's nothing I couldn't surmount. Click. Type. Send. Ah! Far greater than any drug is her attention to me. Click. Type. Send. Ah! She knows that I'm alive, and from that all hope I derive. Click. Type. Send. Ah! She knows that I exist, and for that alone do I persist. Click. Type. Send. Ah! At the top of the Superchat leaderboard does my name rest, proof that I'm victorious in this ultimate test. Click. Type. Send. Ah? Funds insufficient? Surely this is the work of someone maleficent. I know my methods are far more efficient. Yes, to be beneficent to my goddess I must be dishonest. However, I'm far beyond a mere con artist. I siphon any and every account, it doesn't matter the amount. She'll never know the sacrifices I've made for her, which is for the best, as I already cannot control the beating in my chest. To simply watch and know she's well, I'd endure any hell. My fallen angel, my pseudo loli, at the sight of you I'm never not jolly. If any would make you ill, then their life I would steal. You deserve only to be treated the best, because you are far superior to the rest. I know it's only a matter of time before I'm arrested for my crime. Hear the chime? They're ride on time. Gwak. Oh, I'm die. Thank you forever.

>> No.19729080

>high key religious and nationalist
>high key pro-masculinity
can it get published today?

>> No.19729084

>>19729062
Lol are you just b posting here b/c >>19708036 hit the bump limit?

>> No.19729115

>>19729084
>that thread hit the bump limit
coomers deserve genocide honestly may God please come smite sodomites and fornicators
jannies have forsaken us

>> No.19729120

Shut up and write, do you want film fags to inherit the earth?

>> No.19729133

>>19729120
I want pornfags and propagandists to inherit the earth and all attempts at art to cease
it's what people deserve

>> No.19729150

poetry general is dead so suffer through this poem about seed oils

The rat creeped into the breadcrumbs
the cranberries, the soup.
One day we would bloat and succumb
but the rat wasn't through.

Yes, every kitchen and pantry
burnt fatty meat for him.
The front of the place his entry,
shaping home in your skin.

The rat is shielded in bylaws
and oozes out of pipes
onto your brisket and cole slaw
welcomed by all in kind.

>> No.19729156

>>19729133
I want the novel to make a return from obscurity. I feel like it died with the digital revolution

>> No.19729188

>>19729156
All art died with the digital public. As long as well-meaning idiots keep putting out art for no reason but the hope to satisfy their stupid desire for praise and kinship, people will just think that art is "just there", forever. Serving a constant stream of attempts at art and making them freely available to a public who'd rather look at porn, or at best steal your work, has done more damage to art than millennia of iconoclasty, wars and cultural cleansing.

>> No.19729226

>>19729005
Decline, next idea?

>> No.19729244

>>19729226
A telescope, a garden hose, and 3 minutes remaining

>> No.19729280

>>19729244
Accepted.

>> No.19729310

>>19729188
this actually. like the narcissistic faggots who see 1000 werewolf novels being thrown towards agents and go, "yes, there are quite a lot of them, but they don't yet have published MINE."

>> No.19729369

>>19729310
Werewolf smut novels aren't the attempts at art I am talking about. On the contrary they're what I want to exclusively see. I want an eternal hell of 50 Shades fanfiction isekai light novel werewolf transPOC romance litRPGs written in ebonics, globally, and I want all extant art to be put behind impenetrable gates. I want people to beg on their knees for something that isn't a soulless cash grab for retards, or to drown forever in that shit without the comfort that some retarded naïve fuck, somewhere, is trying to keep the torch lit.

>> No.19729378

>>19729369
Why don't you write a novel about it?

>> No.19729418

>>19729378
I don't want to make work out of spite. I wanted to believe that one could make work as something you must gift to the world. But people deserve no gifts.

>> No.19729420

>T1, T2, T3...
"Hey, kid," said Dr Zamelek. "Do you want to know the secret of time travel?
"Gee whiz," said the kid. "I sure do, Dr Zamelek."
"Come here," the doctor commanded and gestured towards a bench on the side of the road. "Just sit there, alright?"
"Like this?" the kid asked, placing his bottom on the green-painted bench.
"Perfect."
"Will you tell me the secret now?"
"Sure thing, kid," the Doc leaned in as he spoke.
The child was excited, practically jumping out of his skin, when finally Zamelek said it: "Wait right there for a minute and everything'll make sense soon."
"Oh shucks," said the kid, waiting there, enthused.
Once the wait was over, the kid looked up at the Doc, who was laughing.
"What now, Doc?"
"Didn't you feel it? You travelled through time, kid!"
"Did I?" the kid queried, confused.
"Yes. You travelled a whole minute, and all you had to do was sit there, right on your butt!"
The kid walked off, feeling cheated. That darned Zamelek and his games, he thought to himself, seething with anger.

>> No.19729442

>>19729369
>>19729418
tfw

>> No.19729782
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For a decade I believed nothing mattered besides prose; I had exceptional prose but could write nothing but schoolwork.
Now, considering how to begin in earnest, I've realized what matters most are characters. Developing a character should open up the path to a final beginning.
I hope...

>> No.19729917

>>19729782
This but inverse. I'm working harder on my prose now because my characters are all developed

>> No.19729921

>>19729782
If we are going to arbitrarily look to aspects of a whole in isolation then there can be no most important aspect to anything. It is only when these parts combine to be larger than the whole that the impact of any of them are actually seen. Prose is only noticed as beautiful when imposed upon things that are beautiful themselves. Characters are only as deep and interesting as the world around them. Setting is only seen when described with prose. Plot only matters if it motivates the character. Motivation only matters if there is a person and place to be motivated. Dialogue depends on the interplay between characters, interplay between characters is dependent upon a dynamic of comparison. Comparison only happens when context is given. Context is only given when a message is properly communicated. Proper communication manages the breadth of prose. They all interplay and to deprive yourself of all but one as if it was some objective analysis of emotions telling you to have an opinion is silly.

>> No.19729962

>>19729782
>character, he says, like an anime writer
hint: it's theme

>> No.19729975

>>19729962
Theme doesn’t matter if there isn’t a single character interesting enough to make the reader care.

>> No.19729994

>>19729975
>implying
>implying either or
>implying

>> No.19730006

>>19729994
I love high quality posts like this. Your writing career is going to flourish anon.

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>> No.19730056

I wanted to be two things, either a writer or an artist, I thought that my ideas were too visual for literature, that and no one reads anymore but I'm too self-aware and ashamed to do either one of those. I am trying, I pick up a notebook, and be it drawing my ideas or writing them down, feels wrong beyond names, I just can't, I'm too self-aware and I just get embarrassed, what's this?
Just tried to do some starting worldbuilding moments ago, I can't do it, I won't let myself either write or draw.

>> No.19730108

when you're writing in third person POV of a character, can you describe the feelings of another character in the same chapter? The POV character isn't aware of these feelings
I know that the popular solution is to have different chapters dedicated to each POV but I want to fit it both the thoughts and feelings of one POV character and the feelings of another in the same chapter, I don't know if that really works, I tried writing it down but it looks really messy jumping from describing feelings of one character to another one

>> No.19730201

Thinking of something like this for an opening, or something like that.

Daily extreme weather, wildfires across the country, constant tornadoes, severe droughts, and ever more frequent earthquakes. Almost not a day goes by without a mass shooting, though greater still are the killings by the police of the citizenry they are meant to serve and protects. A politician calls for the execution of a general on live tv. The military warns of future coup attempts. A pandemic savages the populace, and they savage themselves with drugs and suicide. Corporations exploit a subdued populace without meaningful resistance. Identity politics are the new religion with all sides waging war on all others with fervor, almost as often on their allies as their enemies. Conspiracies, misinformation, and propaganda disorient and disturb those trying to make sense of anything.

This is not the setting for a near future science fiction dystopia. This is life in The United States of America today. This is America. This is the war of all against all. Life expectancy and standards of living are on the decline. The lives of most are ever more solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short. Our country didn't have to be this way, but it was the easiest, simplest, and cheapest option. The short term gains were irresistible. We chose destruction and must now suffer the consequences. There is yet hope, but it is ever so dim. The forces set against a better world are implacable and relentless. Only with a united purpose where we set aside our differences can we hope to survive, and one day again, thrive.

>> No.19730312

>>19730055
why are these so disturbing. it's like american psycho.

>> No.19730326

This is going to feel silly, but does anyone ever get so full of self doubt they permanently feel like their diologue is awful? No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to come up with interesting quips, metaphors, or anything "quotable" per se. I don't want to reduce my characters to having catch phrases, but I feel like at this point it's becoming more necessary. Anyone feel similar?

>> No.19730334

>story is unrelentingly disturbing and depressing
will people want to even read this? sufferingporn doesn't begin to describe it.

>> No.19730339

>>19730334
is that what you would want to read? write what you want to read

>> No.19730343

coom
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I'm

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coome
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>> No.19730372

>>19730339
i like tragedies but i dont know if normalfags do

>> No.19730374

>>19730326
Sometimes I do. I mostly feel like my dialogue gets too tryhard, so I get self conscious. Then I read through other writings and think my dialogue is too weak, so I get self conscious then too. And then sometimes I write an entire book where the dialogue is terrible when read aloud but makes total sense in terms of prosaic flow.

>> No.19730422

need help on something, i write the way i talk. the way i talk is rather a mess. i could fill pages and pages of ideas but it would be hell to sift through when unfiltered. "and's" after periods, run on sentences and the such. i dont care to format how i speak so i dont care to format as i write.

of course, i can always go back and edit it to be grammatically correct line by line, keeping my emotions from the way i speak would be great to read if formatted correctly, but thats not the issue.

im curious on how i would approach this, i dont want to waste a readers time by my droning and repeating im prone to do no matter how poetic i may phrase things. writings are supposed to be the distillation of complete themes and nothing more that is not integral to the central themes. my word mileage exceeds the amount needed to explain the theme i want to explain a single time.

how do you personally approach this with your writings? as im relatively new to writing i hadnt seen the process many writers go through, so this issue is rather alien to me. if you can share how you condense your passages into only its core while keeping the emotions of your speech thats made into the page, id love the advice.

>> No.19730435

>>19730422
read a fucking book, you retard

>> No.19730454

>>19730422
Annoying answer (though less annoying than >>19730435 i hope): practice.

Not sure about your age/profession, but I have learned to type one way in texts, another in professional emails, another in academic writing, and another in creative writing. We learn different voices, and it takes a while to be comfortable using them. At first, you’ll sound as awkward as a 5th grader trying out swearing, but in time you’ll be dropping F bombs as smooth as Samuel L Jackson. You just have to push through the period where it feels like work.

>> No.19730527

>read votaire's candide
>prose is weak
>writing is amateurish
>little to no description
>hailed as one of the greatest books ever written in western civilization

Hmmm... so all I need to do is write a scathing critique on the beliefs of society?

>> No.19730574

>>19730527
arrogant

>> No.19730575

>>19730527
>little to no description
You seem to have missed the point completely. Never was there a need for description, it would have ruined the rhythm, imo.
The book is witty without feeling too pompous, and is genuinely funny due to its use of irony and such.
It seems like you read it from a purely critical position, and therefore ruined it for yourself by carrying into it some presumptions that it did not try or need to meet.

>> No.19730576

>>19730574
Based. I also hate that anon from this post alone

>> No.19730601

>>19730056
Anyone?

>> No.19730603

>haven't written anything in "writing mode" in a while
>force something out
>it looks awful
Will it get better, anons? I'm so out of shape, I feel mentally flabby.

>> No.19730622

>>19730601
>>19730603
It’s the gap. Look up ira glass’s the gap speech. It’s the most real and ‘motivating’ thing I’ve seen on the topic. That your skills don’t match your taste and you know it so why bother. And the only way to get over it is to do a fuck load of work. I’d also go watch some of those documentaries about Anno or Miyazaki and see that even the greatest in a field all think they can’t do it and are shit for years and years and years until they finally get something finished. You two will get something good out yet, but I don’t think you have done enough grinding for yourself. You want an end product but have yet to truly play in the medium.

>> No.19730658

>>19730575
oh no, i got the satire and commentary. It's a very good book, but I now know I don't have to write with some flowery language that seems to be prevalent in most books today. A witty book that gets to the heart of everything is much better.

For example, when Candide got raped by pirates, Voltaire just makes a funny comment, but books today seem to need to write about how Candide's asshole was throbbing and leaking cum from the giant cocks of a hundred pirates.

>> No.19730668

>>19730658
Minimalism and maximalism have their places as tools.


No rules, only tools.

>> No.19730729

Are you guys sick of reading the greats just so you can be well-read enough to pass as a writer? Try this one simple trick to alleviate the problem: don’t write to begin with!

>> No.19730774

>>19730729
I don't need to read the classics to be great! I'll just study my favorite anime!

>> No.19730781

>>19730774
this but unironically

>> No.19730814
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>Me, the author:
"Okay, we'll just have a nice little exchange of information here aaand-"
>Callie, the character:
"hold my teenage angst, bro"

Now she's grounded, her dad's butthurt af, AND her voice is blown the fuck out to the point she can't even talk. How the fuck did this happen?

>> No.19730820

>>19725314
8 pages yesterday, 12 today.

>> No.19730823

>>19730781
>>19730774
Post examples of bad anime writing.

>> No.19730825

Well I did it, /wg/. I've started ingratiating myself into local writers circles.

Tonight was an open mic. Yeesh, I'm a fucking sperg.

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>>19730823

>> No.19730843

>>19730830
I said BAD anime writing.

>> No.19730850

>>19730108
If you're writing in 3rd limited then no, typically you would not be able to relate the emotions of another character which your POV char is unaware of.

You could have your POV see someone's face/reaction showing an emotion but not realize it (while making it obvious to the audience).

>> No.19730851

Do I have any future as a fantasy or scifi writer if I abhor "clever" magic systems, technologies, etc. and want to explore more traditional(read: cliche) methods? I mean ANY future, including "webnovel writer who gets readers"

>> No.19730855

Give me Burgerpunk prompts to write absurd or realist flash fiction about.

>> No.19730863

>>19730855
Man too white to donate sperm.

Wendy's stops offering the 50 nug family deal in the st louis area, the murder rate doubles overnight.

Fast food mascot Vtubers.

>> No.19730872

>>19730823
I wiped the sweat out of my emerald colored eyes. They glowed as I tapped into my Element and drew power in my arms. "Kitsushine," I shouted seriously, "it ends here!"
"Ahahahaha!" He laughed . "You seriously think you have the strength to beat me?"
"Yes."
He gasped. "Nani did you say?"
Aside, Junichiro my best friend looked up from his spot on the ground. He was bruised and bloody. He smirked. "Heh," he smirked. "Guess it's about time you got serious, isn't it?"
"Yeah," I said, smiling. "Seal unleash, Level 13...!"
"What is this?" Kitsushine-no Monowakashi Deshitoroki exclaimed. "W-Where are you getting such power from?"
"This is the power I gained from my friends," I said, and behind me, scenes flashed from my travels. "Todoroki... Takashi... Mitsuhide... Aragi... Donald McDonald... They're all here, inside me. The friends I've lost won't be left behind this time. I'm putting everything I've got into this! Activate!"
"K-Kono power!"
"Go!" Jinuchori shouted. "Ryoma-kuuuuun!"

>> No.19730919

Among the wildflowers, at the shore of the calm river Lethe, sat the shade of Achilles. Upon the approaching of the hero Odysseus, the ghost said:

“Here, in the Elysian Fields,
I sit with you, Odysseus.
You come offering blood, the juice of life, and I must refuse it.
Now, hear me son of Pelops. Long have I sat in Elysium, and eaten of it’s fruits, long enough to extinguish the life in even the lifeless. Too long, methinks.

I have continued my game of kottabos far after the end of the
party, and in doing so, I have shorted myself. Past that black wall of annihilation lies more than can be grasped. Another triumph, another friend, another
Achilles, Odysseus. No more will the blood of the living I take. Instead, let my new blood be as grease for the wheel of history.

And now, I must leave you, my friend, for I have a hunch that the Lethe may lead to the Oceanus.”

Thus he dove in to the still waters, fracturing it’s surface for a few seconds of eternity, and vanished.

>>19730825
What happened?

>> No.19730921

>>19730919
I read too fast.

>> No.19730925

>>19730825
It's fine. That's an opening for building your professional relationships. Once you finish your book, they can help you succeed.

>> No.19730933

>>19730925
Books done. Now for the succeeding.

>> No.19730942

>>19730921
So was it really a sperg-out, or are you just being insecure about something people probably don’t care about?

>> No.19731000

>>19730855
Math savant realizes there’s no money in education, turns to extreme couponing.

The ago-old suburban argument is settled: are you allowed to throw a poop bag in a neighbors trash can left on the sidewalk?

A cure is found for the looming zombie apocalypse, a family is divided between those favoring forced curing, and zombie’s right of self-determination.

Inheriting an overweight pet from a dead grandparent

>> No.19731001

>>19730863
https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/36209/burgerpunk-pizza-time/chapter/822994/bloodbath-at-the-ds

Thank u friend. That was fun.

>> No.19731057

>>19730830
>This got traditionally published
I hate myself

>> No.19731078

>>19731000
Based trips.

https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/36209/burgerpunk-pizza-time/chapter/823010/steve

Thank you. I'm sorry I didn't get to the meat of it.

>> No.19731117 [DELETED] 

>Talent is a question of quantity. Talent does not write one page: it
writes three hundred. No novel exists which an ordinary intelligence
could not conceive; there is no sentence, no matter how lovely, that a
beginner could not construct. What remains is to pick up the pen, to
rule the paper, patiently to fill it up. The strong do not hesitate. They
settle down, they sweat, they go on to the end. They exhaust the ink,
they use up the paper. This is the only difference between men of tal-
ent and cowards who will never make a start. In literature, there are
only oxen. The biggest ones are the geniuses—the ones who toll eigh-
teen hours a day without tiring. Fame is a constant effort.

Jules Renard

>> No.19731128

Talent is a question of quantity. Talent does not write one page: it
writes three hundred. No novel exists which an ordinary intelligence
could not conceive; there is no sentence, no matter how lovely, that a
beginner could not construct. What remains is to pick up the pen, to
rule the paper, patiently to fill it up. The strong do not hesitate. They
settle down, they sweat, they go on to the end. They exhaust the ink,
they use up the paper. This is the only difference between men of tal-
ent and cowards who will never make a start. In literature, there are
only oxen. The biggest ones are the geniuses—the ones who toll eigh-
teen hours a day without tiring. Fame is a constant effort.

Jules Renard

>> No.19731132

>>19731117
>the ones who toll eighteen hours a day without tiring
I'm gonna need some Adderall

>> No.19731162

>>19731078
Well done, anon. Rapid AF as well!
Love how you tried to work that a second prompt too. The whole pet prompt was based on Buddy, a fat beagle my grandma owned who apparently ate nothing but ice cream and kleenex (and was extremely territorial about both).

Your premise was a bit far-fetched, but then i put it together — old folks HOA, skin cancer, sand — it’s definitely set in Florida. Then it all clicked beautifully.

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>>19731162
I figure, it's a goof, it can be as short or as long as I want, as long as I don't hit that wall. Better to put something out than nothing for 10 months. I can edit it later, or not. Who cares? It's short stories on a korean rpg larping forum.

I'm glad you liked those bits. The florida part I just didn't want to come out and say because at this point I think some of these short stories take place in the same universe but some of them are like, normal places? There's not a whole lot of consistency with the alternative future of burgerpunk. I'm still kinda feeling it all out. I guess that's the point and what I've turned this into.

Buddy sounds like was a dope, I love it.

>> No.19731194

>>19731192
Like he was a dope*

>> No.19731201

>>19725622
Don't worry anon, I Remember Love.

>> No.19731231

>>19727958
And some other monsters I was thinking about including
>A giant octopus
>A tiger monster
>A bear Kaiju
>A big wasp
>A biblical abomination

>> No.19731257

How does one write urban fantasy well?
>hard mode: no saying "just don't make it YA"

>> No.19731261

>>19731257
You just write a book that takes place in the modern world but has weird shit going on? I don't understand the question.

>> No.19731263

>>19731257
poop???

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>>19731261
>>19731263
I rescind my silly question, I just woke up and typed out the first question that popped into my head

>> No.19731299

>>19731231
Fuck I forgot the one I might write about
>A man who has such severe gigantism he has to wear a special suit that’s been drilled into him. Imagine a Kaiju sized Darth Vader suit, but instead of burns it’s designed to keep his body from crushing itself and keep his heart pumping

>> No.19731323

I'd like any general feedback homies here could offer, thank you big kisses <3

>He closed his eyes, blue, aryan almost, however they were but of a disappointing shade. And so the young man opened himself up to impressions, experience, and willed himself to consume all that assailed him. There was plenty to witness in this innocuous place: the scent of manure from a local farm, the heat of a sun that never seemed to remain aloft long enough, the unexpected crack of a skeet range that resonated irregularly, a faint squealing from inside the aged wall wherein fledgling starlings hollered for feeding. What struck this youth, however, was none of these justifiably exciting things. It was the grass that caught his eye. It pricked as he ran his hands through it. It had a buoyancy to it. It offered a slight discomfort, enough to displace even the fattest of sluts, yet it’s cushiony give could not be ignored. A towel would render such a lawn ideal for napping. This internal contradiction sparked something in the young man. How can it hurt me yet make me want to lay all over it? “Is this the substance of evil?” he asked himself, smirking with the surge of pride typical of an observation he was so very certain had to be profound.

>> No.19731349

>>19731323
It's use of "literary diction" strikes me as a little bit amateurish, perhaps suggestive of a lack of literary sophistication. However, this shouldn't be a fatal problem assuming you have an otherwise ingenious story to tell. In which case focus on the story, the plot, character development, etc and instead of the literary diction come up with a style that's more idiosyncratic, some style or manner of expression that you've internalized better

>> No.19731361

>>19731349
I don't even know what literary diction means :(

>> No.19731395

>>19731361
What are you, Chinese?
He’s saying that your prose is try hard and attempting to recreate the traditional notions of classical literature without actually achieving anything interesting. He is telling you to modernize your prose and vocabulary and rely on plots and ploys to compensate for your inability to properly capture the English language circa 1812.
I don’t know if any of what he said is true, because I didn’t read your post. But that’s what he said.

>> No.19731401

>>19731395
While I don't want to take this sort of thing you've said on faith, you're probably right given how badly I wish I were white.

>> No.19731413

>>19731401
Did you ever notice how many red heads were in the Archie comics?

>> No.19731418

>>19731413
I only vaguely know what the Archie comics are.

>> No.19731419

>>19731401
Sorry to hear that, honestly!

>> No.19731423

>>19731419
You're confusing me, anon

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>>19731423
Crazy, really.

>> No.19731464

>>19725314
They write but it’s all isekai anime litrpg faggotry because they’re barely literate.

>> No.19731467

>>19731464
Who the fuck in these threads writes isekai?

>> No.19731494

>>19731463
>redhead gets blackwashed
fuck it's real

>> No.19731585

Just got word from the publisher. They're flooded with other projects, so they've redirected me to an associate publisher they know/work with. The problem is, it looks more like a self-publishing outfit than a real publishing house (their Amazon books just say "Independently published" instead of giving their publishing house name), so I'm probably going to try to get both this "publisher" and the original publisher to put in a recommendation for me at yet another publisher that I've seen speak favorably of both. I'm not sure what's worse: when publishers were ignoring me or now that they're passing me around to each other while praising my work?

>> No.19731602

>>19731585
Yes we’ll pass you around like one of our fuck toys, and spear your cunt with our cocks like a chicken on a rotisserie.

>> No.19731607

>>19730919
I like the poem. Did you write it?

>> No.19731642

Okay, I am trying again, would love feedback friends. Please be nice to me?

>Having for so long neglected the cries of a dejected world, destitute of answers and dilapidated in means, I have deigned to emerge from my cocoon of erudition to enlighten ye many masses. Masses grasping at every pittance of a weltanschauung, whatsoever the cost, that offers a glimmer of an answer, though they have not even the means to discern that construct of worth from the hordes of purported positions in as equal a state as the very plebeians they address. How long has man gone on blind? How much longer shall he remain so? Where shall the people of the world, good honest people lacking only in guidance, find solace and salvation alike? I humbly propose my work, a lifetime’s work, as that necessary answer if man is to go beyond pure sola materia. The Anatidae are the moongate through which knowing proper must pass. The Anatidae are what God placed for man’s contemplation toward the true, and it is the Anatidae which I shall advance to you as the vehicle for our rebirth. A grand intellectual metamorphosis, a Platonic reincarnation from what is to what ought to be undoubtedly. What is the Anatidae, you ask. In a brief and reductive way, you may understand them to be the encapsulation of Truth (capital T) Truth. Their Being, their Becoming, and their continued Being, are greater than any thinker’s past ruminations, Socratic, Thomistic, Hegelian or beyond. The Anatidae embody, in every act and state, the very essence of all we not merely want to discover, but what we must know if we as a great and magnificent race are to advance from the stagnation of modernity and into an age of fulfilled potential. Actuality. Truth. This is the Anatidae. Within this first treatise I shall offer brief notes on the following subjects, all toward that very object, they are: Teleology, Phenomenology, Ontology, Epistemology, Eschatology, Cosmology and Aesthetics. As was this past definition of the Anatidae, so too will these notes be criminally reductive. It is no matter, as their invaluable insight begins assembling the oculus through which the moongate may be beheld, it is the necessary act demanded by leaving the cave, and into the certainty beyond.

>> No.19731725

>>19730372
They don't.

>> No.19731769

I got a query rejection within hours today, a personal best.

>> No.19731803

>>19731642

If its supposed to be a satire of someone self-important with Great Man Syndrome, I think you could maybe lean into it even more. If you are being serious, then nobody is going to take you so as it reads like a parody. It's aesthetic without content. Just self-fellating thesaurus mangle.

>> No.19731827

>>19731642
Holy Moley talk about high school level purple prose!

>> No.19731887

Am I stupid for doing this? I’m writing my first ever book but to help me write, I have two books from authors whose prose I admire and I’m basically copying how they form their sentences… literally stealing their style but our stories are completely different. Is this a bad way to develop my own style?

Like if I get stuck on how to describe something, I’ll look for a description of something similar in the reference books and form my own descriptions.

>> No.19731914

>>19731887

It's not a bad way to learn, but try to be a bit more analytical about why it works and why it appeals to you. Your tastes and how you process them are the origins of your own style. I wouldn't do it for a whole book though, maybe short stories.

>> No.19731921

Got a short story published about 6 months ago in a respected local lit mag (opening story too). But I just can't fucking finish anything since. I seem to keep aiming to try and pull off things that work in my head but I don't have the chops to pull off because they aren't direct enough and now I just have a huge pile of half-written piss I hate and I don't know how to turn it around.

I feel the pressure I'm putting on myself to make everything "publishible" after is killing my ability to write. And I also wrote the story so differently. In one sitting, no redrafts. It was lighting in a bottle and I fear it was a fluke.

>> No.19731941

>>19731642
I'm being nice, anon: I stopped reading after the first sentence.

>> No.19731943

>>19731642
>I have deigned to emerge from my cocoon of erudition to enlighten ye many masses

lmao insta-pseud. Nobody with any actual intellect has to tell you about their intellect.

>> No.19731972

>>19731887
For your first book ever? Nah that's fine. It's like training wheels while you're learning to ride a bike. Just remember to take them off after you've familiarized yourself with the craft. You can develop your own style after you've learned how to write in the first place.

>> No.19732173

>>19731607
Yeah, I did. Thanks

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When you write a first person narrative, do you imagine yourself as the narrator 1) experiencing what you are telling as something present, or 2) reporting on a past experience?

>> No.19732179

>>19732175
Past tense all day, every day.

>> No.19732185

>>19732175
first person? possibly cringe but some can pull it off
present tense? cringe with no redemption
first person AND present tense? Bro that's a critical mass of cringe

>> No.19732188

>>19732175
Past. It’s just so unnatural in present tense and takes a good book for me to forgive it

>> No.19732237

>>19732175

It is difficult, because it is unfamiliar, but first-person present tense has an immediecy and directness no other choice can match. It can be exhausting and try-hard, but pulled off it can do things other perspectives can't. Good for being right in the schizo mind

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>>19727158
Herself*
HERSELF

HER FUCKING SELF

what is the fucking obsession of you native niggers to use singular they everywhere for no reason
This isn't even related to trannies, we're talking about a hypothetical woman!!!

Why, why, why on Earth would you write "themselves", this is so wrong

>> No.19732261

>>19732175
I only write in present perfect.

>> No.19732262

>>19725390
I think you should write whatever scene you want to write, you can also keep the wordcount writing later chapters
You can always go back and forth
Maybe if you dont write what you want now It wont come as good as it would
Or the thing you are forcing urself to write now wont come good bc you are thinking about that later scene

>> No.19732269

>>19726033
>/wg/
>/lit/
>/4channel.org/

>> No.19732286

>>19731192
He was. Toward the end he’d just roam the house, banging his empty food bowl, growling and snipping at people and pissing on the floor. On christmas eve we had guests over and he was just being very extra, my mom got stressed and called around until she found a place that could do an “emergency euthinization” on Christmas eve night. My wife still remembers having to get buddy killed as the first Christmas spent with my family.

Truth be told, i should probably write that shit into a story…

>> No.19732288

>>19730830
This can't be real

>> No.19732317

>>19731299
I feel you’re focusing too much on the roster of kaiju, and not on the story. You’re approaching this like an RPG or video game. Try to figure out what the story arc is, and then explain the kaiju. They all have such insane origin stories that it’ll be impossible to create a single coherent world.

Book recommendation: Sleeping Giants by Sylvain Neuvel

>> No.19732329

>>19732179
>>19732185
>>19732188
I worded my question badly, sorry. I'll try again.

Let's say that when I write, I try to get into the mind of the narrator (the way an actor tries to get into the mind of the character he plays). I try to embody the narrator: If the narrator is an old man, then I act like an old man; if he suffers under a horrible experience, then I put myself in a similar emotional state.

Let's say the story me (the narrator) getting chased by a police officer. I (as the writer) can put myself into two different narrator-situations: I can try to experience the chase as something that is happening to me (the narrator) right now; or I can narrate the chase as something that has happened to me in the past. [In both cases I narrate the story in past tense. My question is not about narrative tense, but about different ways I can relive the narrators experience.]

Depending on which way I choose, the feelings I (as the narrator) will experience are going to be very different: in the first variant, anxiety and fear will be predominant, in the second variant, analysis and retrospection; the one plays out in the streets of London and involves a police officer, the other plays out in a pub with some unnamed person I tell my adventure to.

>> No.19732337

>>19732329
Let's say the story *is about* me

>> No.19732382

>>19732329

Try both and see which you prefer and which has the most potential after editing. Saying perspective and tense choices can be cringe is itself a cringe stance. Fuck /lit/. Cultivate your own style by actually writing and trying things and then thinking on which result is closer to what you wish to acheive.

>> No.19732458
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>>19729080
>Le gender roles literature
Nobody wants that shit. My work is religious and nationalistic in nature but not pro-any gender. This is the way of the future.

>> No.19732475

>>19729156
The novel will never return to being the main form of literature. And it shouldn't. The novel is not intrinsic to literary expression, it is a very recent genre, it peaked in the 19th century and we have outlived it. The idea that "storytelling = THA NOVEL" should be asinine to anyone familiar with history of the arts.

>> No.19732493

>>19732475
This. Art has moved on to Marvel movies, tiktok and twitter.

>> No.19732500

>>19732493
I would hesitate strongly to call any big budget blockbuster "art".

>> No.19732561

>>19731642
You need to stop with the thesaurus of words.

The time has come. The people are blind and need me. Who am I you ask? Simply, I am their savior. The one to enlighten them with Truth. The works of Socrates, Hegel, Thomas, pale in comparison to mine, the Anatide. "why should I listen to you?" You ask? Quite simple my fellow man, whereas those that claim to know truth do nothing but commit in self flagellation, whereas my words come not from me, but from God.

There I simplified your work

>> No.19732615

I thought I'd try out some poetry. I feel like I should add something to it, but at the same time I don't know what:

The Hummingbird will thrash its wings,
living without thought or reprise.
Never reflecting on the little things,
it flies and eats and drinks and sings,
'til in the earth it lies.

To be the humble Hummingbird,
the mind's-eye mutterings must be banished,
however harassing, must go unheard.
Then thought itself dies starving and famished
and the soul roams truly free and absurd

>> No.19732619

>be sheltered
>write fight scene
>"He kicked into his waist - right above the tailbone - again and again. Unbearable pain."
>main character is left with sore spots, but nothing debilitating
>go back to edit
>only now does it dawn on me the damage that kind of move can do

>> No.19732623

>>19731642
soul
>>19732561
soulless

>> No.19732627

>>19732475

Bring back Novellas. So much shit and pointless padding in a lot of, even quite good, modern Novels

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>>19727775
Good luck anon, same here.

>> No.19732635

>>19727775

If I can't make it through the filter to get someone else to spend ink and paper on me, it's not yet ready

>> No.19732636

>>19729782

Great works have it all, and each element plays into the other

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>>19725306
I cannot readily describe what I have seen save by referring back to what I have seen, or rather overheard and read before, for am blind. I am not one of those who have been blind since birth, mine is the result of self-inflicted injury, yes injury, not willful mutilation, but self-injury all the same. This injury was inflicted gradually, and was never noticeable nor perceived until the very end, that is until it had become irreversible and self-perpetuating, no longer requiring of me any action and thus removing from me even the title of actor in my own destruction. Yes, destruction. I insist on the application of this dramatic, even epic-evoking word in describing my condition not with the aim of achieving the theatrical, but rather in pursuit of the confessional. For I mean to tell all who would deign to glance upon these pages the many truths that injury, loss, and pain have made known to me, but also the injury, loss, and pain that knowledge of certain truths has given me; agony and sorrow, and what the French call chagrin, these are the universal and eternal coins by which these truths, these pieces of truth, circulate. Truth and pain for me have become equivalent and inseparable, yet not identical. Before becoming blind I had felt pain, and of course understood to differentiate between different types of pain: the pain of falling and scraping my knees, the pain of sickness, the pain of jealousy, the pain of attachment, of intimidation and humiliation, the pain of shame and self-loathing, the pain of obsession, the pain of pleasures. Yet, I only began to understand the complexity and intricacy, or rather the omnipresent quality of pain when I became blind, for from then on pain became for me a way of thinking, and I found it to be a quite necessary way of thinking if I was ever to face the truth of my own spiritually moribund condition. Pleasure, which I blindly pursued before as an escape from pain and which gradually become for me an obsession and hence a source of previously unimaginable forms of pain, has ironically compelled me to seek new sources of light and to be ever wary of new pits of darkness. And though whichever way I turn, I can expect only pain, the forms of pain offered to me are qualitatively as different as night is from day; I confirm to myself everyday that I choose the pain of truth, which once discovered is supremely difficult to keep, and exists in constant yet tenuous opposition to the pain of falsity or deception, which regardless of how hard one labors to avoid is peerlessly adept at convincing one of its pretended innocence and naturalness, it seduces one into believing that it is at the essence of life by deceiving one into equating life with pleasure, i.e. with the avoidance of pain, when in truth its pursuit quickly becomes a perpetual but unconsummated intercourse with death, wherein the soul experiences in ever growing degrees the torments of its own recurring death.

>> No.19732639

>>19732623

They are both shit, beause the underlying content is shit

>> No.19732644

>>19732627
Ideally this, but the reality is that everything will shift to video, and then porn will take over anything vaguely cultural. Because why watch people acting when you can watch people fucking?
Literature will go, like the oral storytelling of yore.

>> No.19732648

>>19732638

A little bit too much redundancy and repition. Also it has something I can't specify that makes it read a little like a modern American pretending to be a 19th century European

>> No.19732651

>>19732648

But its not terrible. There could be something there with a few redrafts and edits

>> No.19732692

>>19732648
The redundancy and repetition are a form of thought: see Deleuze

>> No.19732696

>>19725306
>Whether PINGAS or dingus, I know of OP what they’d say
>OP, is in fact, gay
>But in my eyes, nothing short of sublime, OP is okay
>My Partner, with whom I hope to stay the day

>> No.19732703

>>19732638
>deign

duck-boy detected

>> No.19732705

>>19729080
>high key
Good litetature has everything but a clear answer. That darkness makes it haunt us and turn the story over in our head over and over. Think of how even Christ taught, he half-quoted verses and often made cryptic lessons and prophecies. If you read book reviews of customers for Flannery O'Connor there are lots of non-believers who kneel because there's a haunting truth that looms over them as they read it. What I'm trying to say anon is that you should speak your truth, but let it sublimate for your reader.

>> No.19732708

>>19732638
>epic

reddit moment

>> No.19732712

>>19732638
> pain
> pain
> pain
> pain

jonker.exe

>> No.19732732

>>19732705
This anon >>19729080 who wants to create a "high key masculine" literature is in my eyes equivalent to a bimbo obsessed with her femininity and constructing her entire identity around her cunt. Could use more subtility.

>> No.19732804

>>19732627
I'm writing a novella now

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>>19725784
>>19731001
>>19731078
Any crit or feedback? I’ll ask for another round of prompts after work if I have the time.

>> No.19732846

>>19732819
Please expound upon the merits of burgerpunk. I'm not familiar with it.

>> No.19732864

>>19732846
Surrealist horror

>> No.19732886

>>19732819

I'd say keep going. There is something worth refining in your style which is quite simple and unadorned. I know everyone in /lit/ thinks you have to ramble like a faux-19th Century industrialist to have style, but I could get behind it. You do well at modulating the length of sentences and its got good rhythym.

The actual characters and events just seem really hollow though. And that's what needs real work I think (but these are also obviously just writing prompt response sketches so they aren't going to be super fleshed out. maybe this advice is shit.)

Keep writing anon. The more you do the better you will get.

>> No.19732889

>>19732819
You've got some spelling errors to fix in the D's story, otherwise
>“We told our employees that they needed to promptly clock in and out of their 30-minute lunch break,” said Charlene Kuzimire, head of HR for the HR Syndicate, the organization that unionized every HR department in the PFFFF, “We don’t tolerate lateness in our offices. We tell our employees that it is far more economical to pack a lunch before heading to work than to drive through some place like D’s. So far I’ve had to generate almost 2,000,000 termination slips and about 60,000,000 write ups. These numbers are unprecedented and the department who finalizes the letters hasn’t even come back from lunch.”
As someone who absolutely despises the clock in clock out culture, this was hilarious to me.

>> No.19732932

Anyone know of any upcoming webnovel contests?

>> No.19732936

jean-baptiste sebastian rearden went out for a walk. it was winter but today it was a particular sunny and beauftiful day. he walked through the park towards his favourite bench to read his book but when he got there, a girl was already occupying it. she sat right in the middle of the bench, which seemed to indicate to him that she was not up for sharing it with another person. he looked at her briefly before walking on. she was young and pretty, she wore a thick black coat over a white hoody, she had earphones in and was reading from a bunch of learning cards.
jean walked on, deciding that its okay if he walked some more before sitting down and reading his book. he walked past the sheep on the field. he walked over the little brigde connecting the land that is broken up by the little river.
he made his round and when he came back to his bench she was still sitting there, the whole thing all to herself. this time he wouldnt just walk past her.

1/2

>> No.19732943

>>19732936
he stopped and said to her "hey, mind if i sit here too?" with friendly eyes and a slight smile on his face. irritated she looked up and pulled the earphones out through her hair. "what?". jean repeated his words. she looked him up and down, noticing his stained sweatpants and slightly muddy shoes and replied with a harsh "no". he answered "really?!". she just nodded and looked back at her cards. he said "allright.." and motioned to walk on again. but then he stopped himself. she was about to put her earphones back in. "you know" he said turning back to her, "the only reason you get to still have that bench all to your self, is because i am agreeing with it for you to have it". she pulled her head back a little, like when someone tries to make a double chin and her forehead became wrinkly, not knowing how to respond she just proceeded with shutting out the sound of the outside world out again. "if i didnt agree with it you would not get your way". she ignored him. but then he sat down at the end of the bench. she looked at him with big eyes, a look of disbelief. she pulled on the chord of her headphones with force, both ends plopping out of her head intensely. she just stared at him as he repeated "..it was only because i agreed with what you want". she scootched over a bit to be not so close to him. "see, plenty of space for the both of us" he said with a benevolent smile as he settled in, pulling out his ereader and starting to read in a relaxed manner. she continued to stare at him, with a mix of anger and disbelief on her face. she couldnt find any words to respond but she unconsciously hoped that her projecting of an image of female uncomfortableness would be enough to make him obey her. noticing her staring him down, he took a deep breath while slipping his book into his pocket again and turned over to her. "in fact, almost everything that happens is because men agree with it. if we would not, things would be very different for pretty girls like you out and about alone." she could not even process what he had said and proceeded with her only strategy, staring in anger. he extended his arm and putting his hand on her shoulder he said: "see, for example, the only reason you havent been raped yet today was because men chose to recongize the wrongness of doing it to you. all the power and authority your kind ever had was because of men like me agreeing with you having it. if we pulled back our consent to any given situation the world would be an entirely different one, especially for your kind".

and this how my grandparents met a hundred years ago. i say met, but well, you know, he raped her..

2/2

>> No.19732951

>>19732936
>beauftiful day. he walked
If you can't be bothered to use spellcheck why should I be bothered to keep reading?

>> No.19732962

To the faggots complaining about beta readers not reading fast enough or similar complaints: you’re acting like spoiled brats. People accepted to read your shit for free and are spending (wasting) their time to help you out. So be patient, realise other people have other things to think about than (you) and be a bit fucking grateful. Fucking spoiled pussies is what i really wanna call you

>> No.19732981

>>19732951
I just use a simple text document. It does not have spellcheck. I went over the text, re-writing it here and there, a couple of times. This error still escaped me. I think its amazing how often you can comb through a little text like this and still find stuff that is wrong or needs editing. Anyway, go fuck yourself.

>> No.19732997

>>19732889
Yeah, I’ll have to go through and actually edit it soon. But I’m glad you found that funny.
>>19732886
After all the miserable comments about my work product at work it is really nice to hear literally anything positive with tangible goals to work towards. Thank you anon, I will work on depth.
>>19732846
If you do some Google searching you can find the collaborative document /lit/ did a few years ago. It was fun and silly. The meta ironic discussion of “what is Burgerpunk” became more of what was talked about than any actual Burgerpunk writing. A depiction of a genre without content. I’ve been playing around with it and it ranges from Snow Crash ironic parody to sincere realism. A critique of work or of capitalism, but many just use it as a way to scream out into the void. The more I work on it the less I know about what Burgerpunk is.

>> No.19733008

>>19732962
When I get beta readers, I will give them 6 weeks to finish my book and give a thorough review.

>> No.19733081

Alright, /wg/, I'm starting a new project. I want to finish this one, instead of just leaving it abandoned like I have done with so many others before. So, from today onwards, I need to keep a regime of at least 500 words per day. Wish me luck, I hope this one goes somewhere.

>> No.19733142

>>19730919
Is good.

>> No.19733281

>>19732644
I read that as "oral storytelling of vore."

I'm going to take a break from the internet now.

>> No.19733290

>>19727775
Probably not the smartest move I've ever made, but I don't want to break routine and do something intelligent for once in my life.

>> No.19733383

>>19727887
How much do agents cost and how do you find the right one? There's no need for agents in my country, I'm just curious

>> No.19733393

Nigger nigger BBC dinner.

>> No.19733413

>>19731128
>he ones who toll eigh-
>teen hours a day without tiring
that feel when
>>19731769
i read somewhere that someone once got a rejection in 45 minutes

>> No.19733430

>>19733383
agents are free up front but take 15% of the profits. i'm american so the industry is huge and nepotistic here, you need the agent, publishers dont accept submissions except through agents. it keeps the crazies out. in america we have a lot of truly demented, unhinged psychos here, the kind of people who shit out 200,000 word manuscripts of unedited schizophrenic babble and then send death threats and enflamed dogshit bags to your doorstep if you dont publish them. so to keep those lunatics away from the publishing houses we have agents as the gatekeepers. most of them live in either NYC or CA where guns are illegal so theyre mostly not brutally murdered by the off-their-meds lunatics they turn down.

>> No.19733445

>>19733383
Virtually all agents take 15% of what you'd get. They cost nothing until they sell your book. Any more expensive than that is bullshit. Keep in mind they can save you money in the longrun as they are probably better at negotiating deals in your interest. The problem is getting them to advocate for you in the place.

>> No.19733458

>>19733445
>they can save you money in the longrun as they are probably better at negotiating deals in your interest.
this. same thing with hiring an accountant. no one wants to pay $300 for them but one miss on your tax return can cost you $20,000. it's the cost of doing business.

>> No.19733515

received this email from my internet provider:

>Do I need to do anything?
>You do not need to do a thing.

you will never be as good of a writer as this courtesy notification.

>> No.19733576
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>there's prestigious writing contest I want to take part in
>no ideas for a 15-page story
Eh

>> No.19733611

ABAAB
CDCDC

>> No.19733612

>>19733430
>the kind of people who shit out 200,000 word manuscripts of unedited schizophrenic babble
literally me

>> No.19733616

>>19733576
Just get ideas man, like just fucking THINK

>> No.19733623
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>>19733616
My brain is full of fantasy. Like heavy metal shit.

>> No.19733630

>>19732936
>jean-baptiste sebastian rearden
Someone’s read Atlas Shrugged recently…

>> No.19733648

>>19732846
American/Western dystopia

>> No.19733658

>>>/tv/162206131/
Could it be adapted for a short novel?

>> No.19733661

>>19733623
Fuck yeah

>> No.19733673

>>19732943

Why do I feel like a girl wouldn't agree to you sitting beside her on a bench one time and you are still hung up on it? Its way too transparent.

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>>19733661
Yeah but how do I translate that into writing?

>> No.19733696

>>19733658
go back and stay go

>> No.19733699

>>19733623
that's the good shit. i wanted to do a heavy metal fantasy too but felt like it wouldn't have the same effect in pure literary form

>> No.19733711

I made a haiku for my gf

hop hop hop hop

cours m’acheter, salope

le nouveau Houellebecq au Monop’

what do you think?

>> No.19733713

>>19733695

First, by being willing to do it badly. Do a short story. Accept it will be crap and don't give a fuck about it. Have fun. Put it in a drawer. Come back and edit it a month later.

>> No.19733754

>>19733711
You only have 4 syllables in the first line

>> No.19733766

>>19733713
Best advice on /wg/. Copy and paste as a reply to EVERYONE.

>> No.19733783

>>19733711
Haiku isn't supposed to rhyme, my dude.

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>>19733713
Thy will be done!

>> No.19733861

>>19733766
i told that to some anon and he said waiting 3 months to edit a novel before querying it was "forever" and he wasn't going to wait.

>> No.19733866

imagine posting in a help-thread cause you pretend to be >le dandy writer

fucking cringe lmaooo

>> No.19733878

>>19733861
If you want to just get your novel published then throw it up on any self publishing site. Querying an unpolished novel is a one way ticket to rejections

>> No.19733954

Is this dramatically correct?
> It's always a pleasure to run into fellow weebs.

>> No.19733972

>>19733954
>dramatically correct
i wouldn't think of a group of weebs as being a good source of drama.

>> No.19734064

https://pastebin.com/y4nAjF8v
Just finished the first chapter of the second book in the series.

>> No.19734271

>doing research on medieval supply problems
>literally no reliable information
What the heck? Vague assumptions on top of another vague assumptions.

>> No.19734339

>>19734271
Not sure if this is useful or not, but I’ve made a fair amount of use of the following:
http://www.capitalareagenealogy.org/page_96f.htm

It’s just a list of occupations, but it gives you a sense of the intermediate steps, required to get things from raw material to useable good. With so many specialized intermediaries, i imagine shortages were quite common (especially in towns that could only support one such specialist).

Best of luck, anon. Based research, keep it up!

>> No.19734933

>actually let some people read my previous draft
>3 years later
>cringe like crazy remembering how bad that draft was
actually impacting my ability to work on this rewrite why is my brain like this

>> No.19735077

>>19734933
Cringing is the correct response, it means you’re better now than you used to be. The really hopeless cases are the ones that think their writing is genius.

>> No.19735119

>>19735077
I cringed at my revisions but when writing some scenes I try to conjure up imagery to help me relate it, sometimes to tears. I'd hope that I could make someone cry or lose sleep in the final act. I'd only write something in novel form if I've lost sleep over it, otherwise I devote less words to it. For now it's something in my head that's overwhelming me, not the writing.

>> No.19735143

>>19732317
The concept is pretty simple, actually.
A stormchaser studies giant monsters. They don't all come from the same thing, you know.

>> No.19735238

How do I give off the feeling of being clever, of making the average reader go "a-ha!" when I myself am an ignoramus?

>> No.19735292

>>19735238
I had one of my characters be responsible for a reprehensible crime, but as he only ever got extended screentime toward the end of that story, I had other characters drop unknowing hints that to the reader that he was the responsible party when he wasn't the subject of the conversations. Something always consistent with a character's personality that is correctly woven is always a surprise

>> No.19735309

How do I find writing contests?

>> No.19735312
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Chapter 65 released.
https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/40361/erased
I hope everyone is making good progress with your work.

>>19733861
>he said waiting 3 months to edit a novel before querying it was "forever" and he wasn't going to wait
The reality is your first chapters were likely written much longer than 3 months ago and editing is a long, involved process. I don't necessarily see why waiting 3 months would be requisite to start. Part of editing is making sure your voice at the start of the book is similar to how it is at the end, so no real reason to delay that.

>> No.19735356

>>19735077
thanks anon. i know that is the answer but it's just so hard to deal with, and i wonder if 2 years from now i'll feel the same about the stuff i'm writing today. it's enough to induce paralysis.

>> No.19735551

>wrote description of place 2 days ago as part of scene
>today
>stumble upon mention of it in something i was reading from the 1800s, with a long, detailed, elaborate description of its every facet, including details i couldn't find online
>hastily steal everything and pad my own writing to be more accurate and vivid
absolutely NICE

>> No.19735710

>>19733673
Actually this was earlier today and I sat on that bench and a girl walked past and she wanted to sit down because she had sat the before when I walked past and now I sat on it and I wanted to tell her she can also sit there but she was a few feet away already and had her headphones in so I couldnt say to her that its fine if she also wanta to sit there again..

And before you project more standard bs onto me, I am a jacked chad and when I sit on that bench and read girls walking by often say hi to me.

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19735757

I'm back from the day of bureaucratic nightmares I call my job.


Please give me some BurgerPunk writing prompts.

>> No.19735787

>>19732561
>The time has come. The people are blind and need me. Who am I you ask? I am their savior. The one to enlighten them with Truth. The works of Socrates, Hegel, Thomas, pale in comparison to mine, the Anatide. Why should I listen to you? Quite simple my fellow man, whereas those that claim to know truth do nothing but commit in self flagellation, whereas my words come not from me, but from God.

good editing but the quotes are not necessary

>> No.19735797

>>19735757
a onions farmer (part of a megacorp, maybe PFFF) is trying to teach his zoomer son the ways of industrial agriculture, son is trying to livestream the whole thing and keeps getting distracted.

>> No.19735800

>>19735797
eh, actual onions work too.

>> No.19735811

>>19732615
>It will thrash its wings,
>living without thought or reprise.
>Never reflecting on the little things,
>it flies and eats and drinks and sings,
>then in the earth it lies.
>To be the humble bird,
>banish the mutterings,
>let them go unheard.
>Then thought itself can die starving
>and a soul absurd

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19736176

How do I regulate my idea creation? Alot of my ideas come to my when I'm trying to go to sleep at night, and they get in the way of sleeping.

>> No.19736185

>>19736176
Have a notepad and pen next to your bed and write them down you dumb dumb.

>> No.19736206

>>19736185
not him but i can't do that. i ust repeat the idea over and over until i'm certain i'll remember the jist in the morning. tends to work, i wont forget then, and i can sleep.

>> No.19736208

>>19736176
Melatonin

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>>19725306
Try this one simple trick to get through writer's block: LISTEN TO MUZAK ECKSDEE.

>> No.19736224

>>19736185
>>19736206
I do have a notepad, but sometimes I come up with entire scenes in my head right when I'm going to sleep and then I start writing and can't stop. This is what's keeping me up
>>19736208
I'm scared of losing the ideas altogther

>> No.19736225

>>19736219
Works for me, what's your problem?

>> No.19736231

>>19736225
UPVOTE UPVOTE UPVOTE

>> No.19736321

I apologize in advance

“The building we’re in is filled with gossiping dogshit stuttering weak men.” “Happily haunted since 1897” reads the standing sign in the lobby of the hotel. “Look at this fat faggot with the backpack.” He continued. “Listen to him.” “Haha, this building has been like, haunted for over a hundred years by this girl named Anna who was brutally murdered in room 412, she had her face and eyes cut out.” “That’s disgusting!” His female friend replies with unwavering eye contact to the wallpaper in front of her. “Yeah she’s like killed, like, two people.” My friend mumbles under his breath something that I can’t quite catch but is obviously derogatory. The fat man’s female friend yells loudly about how cool that is. Then she yells again even louder, laughing hard. I turn to my friend and whisper “Jesus.” My second syllable cut off by another loud yelp. The buttons on my jacket get pulled by the fingers in my right hand as I look away. “My fucking god I hate her.” I say. The couple repeats their cackles and coos until they exit the double doors. Sitting on these leather chairs we wait for Miky to appear. Broken headlights twirling spinning sirens of a car crash headache sting my skull as I sit nervously. Every part of my body feels like a puppet’s limb and I notice I’m grinding my teeth. Bottom ends of plastic seat liners tickle my ankles and I feel flush as I feel the pointless panic setting in once again. I adjust and everything returns to normal except my headache. Unbrushed teeth spit out the word “stupid!” And we both look up to see him, smiling, aggressive, stupid, happy, annoying, popular Miky. Breaking the breathless stop motion monotony of an unspinning clock, time seems to start up again. We have three now, a bucket, a retard and a dandy. Bill Black plays over the lobby speakers, “Sup” we all say in unison, causing my left eye to twitch as the reality of social communication starts to weigh in. Dave speaks first. “How you been man?” “Good” etc etc. I drift away watching them talk, still sitting and smiling. Miky comes over. I tell him “You took forever to get here. Ane is gonna come down in a few, you wanna check out the room?” Easily enough my organs push into the inflamed region of my stomach and I stand last, knowing I’ll be dead soon probably. The budding of social democracy to tell me what situation I need to fulfill my specific duty is thrown out the window due to my laziness and position of the autism spectrum, which isn’t high, but isn’t low enough that I feel like sharing exactly where I stand up to follow them into the elevator and make chit chat. “We saw the most annoying couple in the lobby, the chick was screaming like a fucking whore and the dude she was with was such a fag dude.”

>> No.19736331

>>19736321
The elevator doors open and are blocked by the cart of the cleaning lady who is humming loudly to chinchilla tequila lite beer orange salt salsa smell which is blasting from her speaker pill at such an obnoxious volume I consider picking it up and smashing it against the wall and calling her a bitch like the very hip and cool guy I am, who doesn’t struggle to keep himself from producing hot shame in the faces of those around me out of sheer embarrassed pity. Sunlight cakes the window which seems to be covered in either some sort of layer of hairspray or is scratched over a thousand times, causing an enraging glare that deflated my internal perception of the value of the hotel by two whole stars. A keycard is slipped into the door after a dizzying carpet ride of bizarre patterns that cause minor vertigo and is probably installed to keep bitch kids from scream running in the halls while happy parents throw them treats for who can shriek the absolute fucking loudest. The card is pulled out of the slot and a red light appears, the card is reinserted, etc, etc until the door finally swings open with a green light and a buzz that softens the blow of the conversation’s current being interrupted in a manner palpable to all three, but not outstanding enough to warrant saying out loud, so the momentum is ruined and by the time we open the door Ane is saying heyyyy with a towel around her head and a eyelash curler in her hand, tapping at a phone placed on the bathroom sink.

>> No.19736344

>>19736224
Write it in your phone
>>19736219
Classical is unironically the best writing music

>> No.19736355

>>19736351
Bread baked

>> No.19736402

>>19736344
>Write it in your phone
Then the light from my phone's screen risks fucking with my sleep. Is there really no way to regulate when ideas come?

>> No.19736413

What's a good, easy way to differentiate magic systems? I have stories set in fantasy settings in different universes, and I want to reflect that by having them use different magic systems. I'm not really big on super detailed magic systems, though, so what should I do?

>> No.19736479

>>19736402
Your brain works best at bridging gaps in stories when it doesn't have other shit to focus on. When you're going to bed, you're conditioned to start shutting down and the unconscious takes over. Then the brain can start to "see" storylines and ideas better because they simply are, rather than needing to be consciously planned out. You can sort of regulate when ideas come by strictly organizing how, when, and where you write- controlling sound, lighting, time of day, distractions, etc. But there's a real chance you'll get there and have zero ideas at all. As long as you rely on unconscious idea wellsprings, the best place to nab them is right before sleep.

>> No.19736576

How do I find an alpha reader?

>> No.19736805
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19736805

How do I write a 3-4 page explication on a 6 stanza poem? Genuinely asking. I suck at poetry and this is 10% of my grade. My teacher wants me to make a good thesis and then write my entire paper around that shit. Seems rough.