Are you working on a novel? If so get in here and share your ideas, post some experts.
I'm writing a novel in the concrete-literal style about a bunch of disaffected artist types who aren't really going anywhere in life but they do do a lot of drugs but it doesn't really help them at all. The novel is set up in a semi-episodic slice-of-life style with little apparent overarching plot.
I'm working on a novella, I want to have a MS I can send to agents by June. I was going to put together a timetable of deadlines to finish plot, then the first draft then editing and polishing.
Any suggestions for what sort of division of time to aim for?
>>7530610
i'd consider reading it, as long as it doesn't degenerate into RENT-style "Mah AIDs" melodrama
Im working on a script for a movie I want to make based on the local music scene. It's a satirical, slightly surreal story about the journey of two young musicians setting up an ordinary gig that they blow out of proportion. They over prepare and yet everything still goes wrong. They get advice from old guard local bands and they don't listen to a word of it. It's based on an over exaggeration of a few of my friends and their experiences in the industry.
Script writing has been a really interesting format to get into. I'd like to know if anyone has some tips on the subject, or any input on the project.
>>7530610
go to bed tao
>>7530644
I'm was writing a script in the same vein as Seconds and The Face of Another in which the rich consume to bodies of the young to gain immortality but then the movie Self/Less came out and was the same idea but absolute shit.
Mine was different though. Instead of it being a secret organization organizing all this outside the public's knowledge in mine it would all be in the open. There would be body exchanges where they rated you on things like physical attractiveness, heart palpitations, metabolism rates. Most rich would use the young bodies so recklessly that they would run through one in less than 3 years.
But yeah. It's fucked now. Too close to the plot of a flop.
just finished the first draft of my second novel.
It was a sequel to my first, so unless i can sell the first one, i have no plans to develop it further.
My third book will be unrelated, and a total bitch to write. It might very well drive me crazy and cause me to kill myself.
>>7530664
How did you deal with writing in the script format? What was your process for organization?
I'm writing a john-green-esque adolescent level book about the shenanigans of high schoolers living in the high desert of California
writing a short story about a teenager cheating on his girlfriend and going on a drug using camping trip which ends up in an absurdest twist where the woods never end and no matter how far they walk they always end up back at their tent with all the supplies still there.it ends with them accepting/ignoring their fate (muh existentialism deal with it, or suggest something better)
>>7530734
Sounds awful.
>>7530604
For about two months now I have been prolific with the short story form to satisfy a desire for improvement. Currently, I am writing a short story about a man who is taken to jail for a crime he is convinced he committed only in thought. His cellmate assumes the role of devil's advocate to catalyze his madness so that he can have the cell to himself. I find stories rich in dialogue to be more fun to write and so I am enjoying this very much. After the completion of a little bit of research, I plan to work on a fourth novel which revolves around two brothers each striving for greatness but by diametrically opposite means.
>>7530734
please don't do this
>>7530734
how old are you anon?
>>7530757
you gave an incredibly vague and lacking description, if you want serious feedback you'll need more than that.
What you've given is shit and so overtly symbolic it feels like you've written it for a creative writing task in high school.
Don't know where I'm gonna go with it yet, but I had the idea of writing a novel about Earth being a penal planet for a highly advanced species
I'm working on a something that criticizes (satires?) the SJW. I think it'll fall in the very long short story/novella length. I'm worried that by the time I'm satisfied with the work-> it'll have become a common sentiment among the masses that gender identity stuff is horseshit.
>>7530777
You are likely not short on time as I am convinced that it will not be soon that it becomes a common sentiment. But it would maybe be to your benefit to allow it to become a common sentiment before you seek publication because unless you use a pseudonym, if you attack notions popular notions like gender identity/equality, then I assume you will be considered as a bigot which may lead to poor reception of your work.
>>7530787
Exactly. Truly I see the thing I'm making as being a criticism of the (white undergrad) person that weakly supports whatever. The story relates the college experience to a witness protection program. The story's more than about me getting to say nigger or faggot, but it only takes a tiniest slur to be dismissed completely by a reader.
>>7530686
Not sure what you mean. I formatted it in the way you are supposed to write scripts.
My organization was minimal before starting. I just started with an opening shot and dialogue and went from there. I'd plan to edit it down in rewrites.
>>7530777
>>7530787
>>7530796
For Christ's sake.
You can't just make a satire out of something without identifying a core hypocrisy so unless you have identified one your book is literally going to have the point "lmao, don't you think all this worrying about groups other than the majority is a little time consuming xD"
>>7530777
>SJW
I'm so tired of this term, just say intersectional feminist. I can't imagine your satire will be that great if you don't even know the name of the ideology you're critcising.
A novella about a creep who goes out to local clubs and bars in order to rape girls but every girl he attempts to rape is completely willing to have sex with him since they're all such degenerate sluts. He then tries to do something really despicable by raping a child but ends up being defended by child-adult love activists and eventually acquitted by a jury despite pleading guilty
>>7531439
>every girl he attempts to rape is completely willing to have sex with him since they're all such degenerate sluts
be honest now, you've never been to a club, have you?
>>7530796
>The story relates the college experience to a witness protection program.
And I thought I wasted my time on stupid shit.
>>7531449
I have. Why?
>>7531439
Cringing
>>7531439
That is just wonderful
I tried to write a short story for Christmas but it got complicated and I'm not ready for it to be finished. Sent it around, I got some ok compliments. Gonna try to expand it to a full noveli just googled "futuristic drones" as a hook, not to imply that the drones look like that
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1-xg-5zUttllC-i38ejZYWJImJEzGAz-_-BHi6SNttBw/mobilebasic
Jesus, when did lit get so SJW friendly.
>>7530777
Can you tell more about the setting?
>>7531491
>pro rape story
:^)
>>7531496
Not pro-rape at all. Just satire about how promiscuous girls are now
>>7531522
>satire
I swear to god. You can't call it a satire if you don't have anything effectively satirized. You all seem to think you're brilliant social critics but your petty prejudices are so fucking apparent that it is just cringingly uncomfortable to read your pathetic "thoughts".
I started writing a Novel recently and decidet to release it on a Blog as a serial (i think you would call it a web novel).
Its about a group of people from difirent cultures, social backgrounds and age, that are involved in the testing of a new systhem for Virtuel reality. It centers around a main character, wo sees the world and people arond him through his unusual analytical point of view.
Its about 50/50 about the people, (their relationships, why they are like that, psychological stuff) and about the "look, how cool all this virtual stuff is".
I can imagine what you are thinking right now: "Great, anothe virtuel reality novel ..."
But im not intending to make one of this childish storys with overpowerd MC,s and shitty geme rules. I actually intend to kill a view of the importand characters at some point. Not because i like killing importent MCs, but because it will be necessarry to trigger some serious events.
There are currently 12 short Chapters (the 13. will come out later today or tomorow) and the main Storry slowly starts to enrol. If it goes well, then i think, i have enough ideas to fill 3 books, but the time will show how that turns out.
As you my noticed, english is not my native language, so im currantly releasing it in german. here iss the link if you are interested:
alanfahl.blogspot.com
but i tryed to translate the first chapter to english too (i did a machine translation and ironed out the wierd stuff). If i get positive resonance about that, i will translate the other chapters too. If not, then the rest of the world will have to wait until i raised enough founds wid ads to afford a professional translator. Hers the test chapter:
http://alanfahl.blogspot.de/p/chapter-01-for-smile.html
If you decite to give it a try, let me know what you think. Because currantly i dont have any replyes from people, who are not related to me.
>>7531522
thanks for the rare roonz
>>7531574
Wait, this is NOT pasta??
>>7531625
no, im death, serious about that
>>7531657
just noticed how stupid my last post sounded XD ...
No what i meant to say ist, that i jast wrote it. No Pasta. Original Content.
>>7531661
thanx
>>7530604
Where is that image from?
>>7531684
The movie The Sacrifice by Andrei Tarkovsky
They burn the house down.
>>7531693
Thanks for the spoiler, nigger
It begins thus, your man is seen hopscotching to a liquor store promoting a new brand of whiskey, cups are out for sampling and it is crowding by the second. What the unsuspecting aggregate of drunkards don't suspect was the owner doctoring the shots with caramel Listerine, but as every soul is bankrupt of their mirth they couldn't but mind swig. The bunch are wild intoxicated, then one takes to our man's zipper and makes an odd, sexy onomatopoeia I cannot put precise as the year is [CURRENT YEAR] and must renew my trigger licenses. They all hop in a fucking 1976 Monte Carlo (wow!) and schlong-bong-bangalong for three hours straight, thirteen minutes and a quarter of a second until someone pops the green balloon everyone was using simultaneously for protection. Our man, nameless be his name, suggests a scavenger hunt, offers $23.56, a ball of lint, a square ebony coat button, a pair of jizzed pants (his) and a passionate kiss for the first person to photograph 13 mailboxes with '420' on them, bokeh ball photography for double points, a clean dissection of the carotid artery of a dog for triple, and a picture of Elysium for seven hundred (John, the mad-hatted trickster, was waiting to play his Polaroid still of him bedding a Haitian newlywed on their honeymoon for this very occasion, he was cocksure (wink) he'd make leeway with that (just as he did in bed erstwhile)). So everyone ventures for a noble endeavor that and agree to meet at Walmart Aisle Four after closing. Y.H. Way (third generation continental rapper and first blurple congressman) is first to show up with:
8 pictures of mailboxes with '420' on them.
A coffee-stained 'Les Fleurs du mal', signed by Toni Morrison and inscribed "Viva la Ferguson!"
The innocence of Quentin Tarantino.
23 blank CDs, a permanent blue sharpie and a functional 1100 Watt microwave.
Mickey Trismegistus. Priest, dear friend and hot Latino lover.
A double ended TMNT vibrator.
And he paints dung swirls lovingly with glitter and the color of vomit, awaiting with penis-tingling urge an arcbellied swarm of fun to march over the watchlady's dead body please-before a light wisp smooches the rude sky, playing Knucklebone with the ghost of Marley Marlowe (who?) with loose Skittles (only reds, you maniac) and a superball (not red, to avoid categorical philosophistication). John comes with twenty horny tomboys with thirteen physical mailboxes, having not taken heed of the instructions. The naked tomboy squad scrambles to find anything to take a picture with, but in vain (since this is, after all, Walmart). The only camera in store was Pee-wee Timothy's but he, in wake of his budding x-uality, disassembled the concoction and pissed over the compartments in hope of discovering a new fetish.
Enter nameless, he stands defeated. An ache in his tummy begs him to collapse, escorted to a nearby horror circus he gives birth to a baby genderless, xe is baptized in lysergic acid, and metamorphoses into a golden dragon.
>>7530611
Life happens, ideas grow and die. Don't commit to a hard deadline. Rather, commit to setting aside a bit of time every day to work on it. Plug away at it, chip away at it gradually - as long as you stay committed, it'll be finished when it's finished. Write something you'll be proud of.
guys, i've only read 2 books in my entire life, currently reading the 3rd.
How do i capture the feeling of if i would have a gun right now i would kill as many people as i could before shooting myself in the throat?
>>7531761
if you would do that, start with youself please. It would be more productive this way.
Writing a novel about a squad of robot soldiers stuck on a frontier planet fighting against some human rebels, however time at the front has made the robots more humanlike suffering from PTSD, smoking, wearing clothes and such, then one of them gets captured, another one argues and takes control of the squad to rescue him, I don't know if the whole squad will go AWOL yet its probably best if they just want to complete their mission.All robot soldiers are recycled when they get home
>>7531753
._.
>>7530644
Anyone have actual advice in this thread?
>>7531785
Hell I'd read that.
I'm currently writing a sci-fi comedy novel; though it's rapidly displaying signs of developing into a novella. But that is besides the point; I wrote a little stream of consciousness this morning, and started getting ideas for a new novel. I would like to share that with you all. Here it is:
Flowing down a stream of consciousness; dams form pools, pools bring fish, people catch fish.The Earth is a pool of its own--has its own pools too; dam’d by its hills and valleys, and these pools are all the bigger; therein lie the biggest fish.
Old Bincent, he told me his name was. He saved me, after I fell overboard from the S.S Cruiser. Not surprisingly, a cruise liner.
The truth of the matter is--that I was trying to end my own life. When old Bincent fished me out, I was too embarassed to admit it. From the way he looked at me, something tells me he knew. He never pressed me; seemed to disregard the past entirely.
I never did figure out who he was; an apparition from God perhaps. The short of the tale is that I spent twelve years with Bincent, sailing around the world on mysterious high-waters. I’m sure I’ve never heard of the places that we anchored, and never will hear of them again.
bumping, critique all the ideas here bois
writing a shot story about a temporary, dead-end relationship between two latter-aged, desperately alone people who use each other for sex and validation. the man is a lifelong bachelor and indecisive beta who has allowed his life to plateau, the woman is an aspiring academic who has yet to succeed in establishing a career. they're both depressed and drink a lot of alcohol
I'm about 30-35k words into a book. It's about a guy who wants to rob a group of young bluebloods by dosing them with hallucinogens. As for themes, I would say it's a satire on small-town America and nostalgia.
2k words into one novels draft and 10k into anothers.
I'm enjoying the process.
It's about a guy who through heightened insight triggered by an, as of now undecided, event realizes existence is just an infinite set of patterns conforming to his existence. He learns that he can 'rearrange' these patterns by dissociating himself from his current perception of experience (Think like 8th Jhana if you're familiar with Buddhism) giving him absolute control over 'reality'.
At first this manifest itself in material gain and what not. However, if the current 'patterns of existence' are changed, patterns from the 'past' also need to change to conform to the current pattern. In the beginning, it's not that big of a deal; a certain building might belong to a different company now, famous movie quotes slightly change, and so on.
But then he starts changing things like his physical traits, causing reality to rearrange in such a drastic way that all he has ever know has completely changed.
After a bit of a crisis, he becomes disillusioned with existence, looking for ways to transcend it.
I haven't thought of a proper ending but I'm probably gonna Stephen King it and make it into some anti-climax. I thought he could turn into the Monad, and the spawn a bunch of Aeons making the cycle of existence begin a new.
I'm a pleb so I'm writing a fantasy novel following a sort of paladin woman. I had a plot written up for it but then I realised that is was just an wizard story so I trashed it. Now all I have is a setting a character and a few scenes with no connecting story.
I'm also currently writing a short story about a man working on Mars suddenly realising he has become a slave and has to navigate the Kafkaesque corporate bureaucracy or die a slave on Mars. I feel like I'm not intelligent enough to write this story but fuck it I'm going to try anyway.
>>7531439
Wait a second, is this supposed to be an ironic social commentary, like this?
http://www.wsfcs.k12.nc.us/cms/lib/NC01001395/Centricity/Domain/1469/swift-modestproposal6x9.pdf
It's basically satirizing the opinions of the high-upper class. Are you doing something similar with your plot, but from the viewpoint of absurd leftists?
I'm writing a shorteroticstory about a blind man who falls in love with a particularly hideous woman. It's weird writing the bitwhere they have sexand I actually asked mygf if we could do it blindfoldedfor research. It's been really fun to write, I'm doing it for commission.
>>7530604
Okay. So.
It's a guy. She loves lollipops. There's a new factory in town. He wants to work there so he can get the lollipop workers monthly bonus IN lollipops. He gets the job. The factory only makes strawberry lollipops. It's the only one he doesn't like. He quits. Becomes a beggar. For watermellon lollipops.
>>7535920
I'd read it.
>>7530681
Write for the love of writing; for the purpose of examining the world and raising it up.
I don't see why you shouldn't continue developing your story until it's finished.
>>7530746
I like your idea for the cellmate playing at devil's advocate. But how does the cellmate know your protagonist is on the edge (mentally)? Does the protagonist have a propensity for talking to himself, revealing his twisted psyche?
>>7530760
I really like this idea, and I think you should run with it. I'm no acclaimed author, just started writing myself, but I recommend sitting down--even with a blank mind--and starting from a beginning; write down a linear tale, using Earth as the setting, and perhaps one of the advanced aliens as the protagonist; or closely related to the protagonist.
>>7531490
I didn't read all of this, only the first couple paragraph, but I have some criticism. This is probably completely personal preference--non-the-less--I find the beginning without a hook. I'm more confused than interested, trying to imagine a vivid action scene with no frame of reference. But then, after that, you switch to a more descriptive prose; which I have a problem with too. I find that you are explaining too much all at once, leaving me bored, when you could be showing me--not all at once, mind--just as well what you're conveying. But it's not bad, you clearly thought the story through and are on your way to a vivid, exciting story.
>>7534413
Sounds depressing. I hope it has closure.
>>7534530
I like it, it reminds me of A Clockwork Orange.
>>7535746
Sounds intriguing. How's this for an ending: He discovers that the infinite patterns conforming to his existence are, in fact, an externality of another higher being conforming reality. Thus, his dominion of reality was an illusion, to suit the development of this higher being's consciousness. The conclusion is that the protagonist merges with the higher being, to contemplate what it's learned, only to fragment again; to pursue loftier self-discovery on a higher plane of existance--infinitely.
Please, anyone feel free to criticize my short idea:
>>7532592
>>7536020
I like this bit of writing in particular. If you can tie in old-world lust for exploration, such as fifteenth century mercantilist mentality with a new-age sci-fi world, I'd say you have a strong idea on your hands.
>>7531547
100% this
>>7536031
Thank you!
Star Epic II
Premise:
In 2086, a UFO appears instantaneously just outside Earth's atmosphere. It crash lands in Central Park Manhattan. upon being surrounded, the airlock opens and and a man steps out of the ship with long unkept beard and hair (like a castaway). The man falls to his knees, screams in agony and collapses dead on the spot.
2131: due to the reverse engineering of the technology on the ship, the earth no longer has an energy crisis and mankind now has the resources to explore space and utilize discovered wormholes to search out other planets capable of being colonized. Long distance probes return from the wormholes reporting extensive coverage of 9 habitable and accommodating planets for colonization.
2144: after studying the information from the probes, an initiative is created to send 9 shuttles through the wormholes to start colonization.
2156: the shuttles are ready to leave:
The main story follows brothers Joseph and Adrian Thompson and four other selected gifted and trained young adults (ages 21-25) as they battle against 3 other groups in contests of wits and science to be selected as the engineering group who will be responsible for manning the "RIG" a floating repair and monitoring station that will ultimately follow each of the shuttles to their destinations and ensure each arrives safely at their destination.
the genre is hard science fiction and the story is not teen or YA. The candidates have to be young so that they're still physically capable of performing their grueling duties across the 20 year mission.
Plot twists involve:
The backgrounds and skeletons in the closets of the other candidates, the rumored "militarized" ship to follow, and the intentions and motivations of the candidates older mentor who is being "put out to pasture" and will ultimately be their superior for the duration of their travels.
Tldr:
interstellar
MEETS
Hard scifi of The Martian
MEETS
the character process of Walter white to Heisenberg, (from Breaking Bad)
MEETS
The armor of DEAD SPACE
MEETS
The man vs nature vs nemesis of Moby Dick
>>7531753
not sure about the ending but the rest could be fun
a kafkaesque moby dick inspired space opera concerning a man obsessed with chasing the huge white woman of his dreams whose farts are the only thing that still gets him off whilst the system seems to be trying as much as possible to stop him
>>7536115
11/10 would publish
>>7530604
>Are you working on a novel
This is /lit/ so yes.
Im working on my first novel about socialists attempting to bring together emerging societies in a collapsed US. Im about 1/3rd of the way done with the first draft and 50K words in.
I wrote a collection of short stories. Urban fantasy, I guess. Generic, trashy.
The next one is a children's book, about a little girl who's taken hostage by a bank robber. The criminal is kindly while the cop hunting him down is cruel, and she starts to question what she really knows about good guys and bad guys. I haven't worked on it in over a year, though, as I'm on another project. I'll probably just start over when I get back to it.
I have project ideas for probably at least a decade, maybe half of them being books. But they're all trashy because I'm a philistine.
Here is an expert[sic], first paragraph from the first short story:
There was once a little boy. His name was Jonathan. He didn’t really have a specific age; it changed from year to year. Jonathan lived in the suburbs of New York City with his family. This boy was never wrong—not because he was very smart, as he was actually rather dim, but because whatever he said became truth. The American Civil War, before Jonathan came along, ended with the Confederate flag flying at the head of all the nation. When his history teacher asked him who had won, he took a guess and was right.
My WIP. Helpful critique and advise is always welcome, but call it shit if you want. I can't stop you.
It was Tuesday morning in the Anoia Complex, located in the foothills of the Thaumasia Mountains of mid-western Mars. Half a kilometre below the surface of the red planet, in Dining Hall 3, the electrician Mark Breggen began to wonder if he was a slave. Not in the hyperbolic sense which people liked to throw around here, but in a very literal sense.
‘Something on your mind, Mark?’ said Adam, a miner.
‘Do you guys remember the last time you were paid?’ Mark asked, pushing around the substance that was allegedly porridge on his tray.
‘Yeah, first of the month. Same as always,’ laughed Igmar, the only Norwegian at a table of Australians.
‘You sure?’ Mark asked.
A confused look spread around the metal table as the collected men exchanged glances.
‘The fuck you talking about, mate?’ asked Adam.
‘I’m saying have any of you ever actually seen a pay-stub or the money in your account?’ Mark said.
There were more confused looks.
‘How much are you guys paid per year?’ Mark asked.
‘Two hundred and fifty grand,’ Igmar answered.
‘Yeah, about that,’ joined Adam.
‘About that? You can’t give me an exact number?’
‘I don’t keep track of that shit. The money goes in every month and I don’t care about the spare change,’ Adam said.
‘No, you don’t even know if the money’s in there because you haven’t even seen your account balance in how long?’ Mark shot back. The question was for everyone at the table.
More confused and now nervous glances passed around the table.
‘Look, mate, the servers are down, OK? No one’s been able to check their accounts for- ‘ Adam began.
‘A year,’ Mark finished for him.
Just finished a basic outline of the plot which was quite hard work to gather the strands together, now i just gotta finetune characters and write the bastard.
Its gonna be sort of similar to inherent vice (but not shit i hope) but mixed in with a few more family dynamics and a lil bit of confederacy of dunces if i do it right.
>>7530734
>why did you cheat on your girlfriend anon?
>>7531753
>Then the talent agent says, "What do you call your act?"
>>7530604
I've been writing a short story for the past week, it's ending up longer than I expected it to, and it all started with a rough idea in my head, but now that I'm nearing the end of the first draft I feel all the pieces are starting to come together, and it's getting me pretty excited because for the first time since I've started writing this story, I feel like I have an actual timeline for how my story will be.
This is the first thing I've ever written seriously, and it's gotten me pretty excited just thinking about it. It's just a short story, but sometimes I was awake for hours at night just thinking about the directions I could go with it. Writing really does make you feel like you're powerful and in control of something.
>>7536471
Mark Breggen sat on the bench, staring at the alleged 'porridge' on the tray in front of him. He stopped eating, struck by a revelation: Am I a slave? He thought--and not a wage slave--but a proper slave?
There he was, an electrician on that waste of a planet; Mars. Working in a place called the 'Anoia Complex,' taking his meals in dining halls.
'Complex.' He toyed with the word in his mind, it even sounded like a slave-camp. Christ, even if he wanted to escape he couldn't, he was stranded on this planet--in this planet--half a kilometer deep, to be exact.
"something on your mind, Mark?" Adam asked, awfully astute for a miner.
I like the dialogue, but I find the beginning too passive; not engaging. This is how I would prefer it. Ultimately a novel is the author's alone, to do with as he wishes. I don't consider myself a good writer--a WIP of a good writer rather--so my edit could very well be worse. But it is another way to consider presenting your ideas.
Cheers! And happy writing.
>>7536722
I see your point about it being something of a passive start and I'll toy with the idea a little longer. Thanks for the advice. Always appreciate it.
>>7531785
why robots?
>>7536676
Tomfoolery, but there's no shame in having fun.
>>7531693
>>7531702
That aint shit.
Japs > everyone.
A man who works in a grocery store discovers a conspiracy theory, involving a shadow organization which communicates between its members via ciphers hidden in tabloids.
