Here's a taste of something I started working on back in Virginia but never managed to finish.
There's quite a bit more that I wrote, but it's meandering and dull. I hope to make a true Snippet out of this piece, but it'll take time that I don't have to spare, at least not until this weekend.
I was just going to post that there and let it mull for a bit, but it got me thinking and since I'm not-quite avoiding sleep anyways (one day I'll have to examine why I do that sometimes), I figure I'll share.
I like writing. I really, really do. I like some of the things that you can talk about in writing, in the actual words and story that you're writing but even more so in the subtext underneath that.
I've had a few readers applaud me for this or that, and some really want to hear more about one character or another. And I really, really like to write more, but a lot of the time... More often than not, I get a flash of inspiration, a scene or a quote or some thought that I want to express. I like writing something that makes the reader think, or feel. I was once told I have something of a poetic style to my prose, and I think that desire to move my reader is where it comes from. The trouble is, once I've hit the punch, once I've laid my scene, I'm usually out. I'd like to write more about Heather and her Angel, for example, but I don't really feel I have anywhere else to go.
There are a few characters who I do have developed enough to go somewhere with. Revelation216 and Diastole are characters I made on The Matrix Online, and in the context of that world I've spun a nice little history for them. Added to my love for the cyberpunk genre they fit in and The Matrix's facility for transferring philosophic ideas, I could write a whole bunch about them. Similarly, I have the workings of a crew of Mages set in the World of Darkness with slightly-less-than-enough development to support them on their own. (In particular, I'm having trouble imbuing my hero with a personality, and developing a plot that will take him from where I want him to start and lead him to where I want him to end, allowing the other characters to fall in their appointed roles as well.)
And then there are some, like Mr. DuLac, where I only know enough about the story to know that I really, really want to find out more. One of my favorites along these lines is a certain old man who borders on being moved into the group with Diastole and the Mages. We'll see if I ever get around to that.
Some called him 'science's greatest achievement.' A witty few called him 'Mister Roboto,' or 'the real Million Dollar Man.' Most, though, called him America's Most Wanted, sought for over twenty three brutal homicides. |
There's quite a bit more that I wrote, but it's meandering and dull. I hope to make a true Snippet out of this piece, but it'll take time that I don't have to spare, at least not until this weekend.
I was just going to post that there and let it mull for a bit, but it got me thinking and since I'm not-quite avoiding sleep anyways (one day I'll have to examine why I do that sometimes), I figure I'll share.
I like writing. I really, really do. I like some of the things that you can talk about in writing, in the actual words and story that you're writing but even more so in the subtext underneath that.
I've had a few readers applaud me for this or that, and some really want to hear more about one character or another. And I really, really like to write more, but a lot of the time... More often than not, I get a flash of inspiration, a scene or a quote or some thought that I want to express. I like writing something that makes the reader think, or feel. I was once told I have something of a poetic style to my prose, and I think that desire to move my reader is where it comes from. The trouble is, once I've hit the punch, once I've laid my scene, I'm usually out. I'd like to write more about Heather and her Angel, for example, but I don't really feel I have anywhere else to go.
There are a few characters who I do have developed enough to go somewhere with. Revelation216 and Diastole are characters I made on The Matrix Online, and in the context of that world I've spun a nice little history for them. Added to my love for the cyberpunk genre they fit in and The Matrix's facility for transferring philosophic ideas, I could write a whole bunch about them. Similarly, I have the workings of a crew of Mages set in the World of Darkness with slightly-less-than-enough development to support them on their own. (In particular, I'm having trouble imbuing my hero with a personality, and developing a plot that will take him from where I want him to start and lead him to where I want him to end, allowing the other characters to fall in their appointed roles as well.)
And then there are some, like Mr. DuLac, where I only know enough about the story to know that I really, really want to find out more. One of my favorites along these lines is a certain old man who borders on being moved into the group with Diastole and the Mages. We'll see if I ever get around to that.