On this part…
Step 3 – Characters
Now you need to turn your attentions to one of the most important part of the story – the characters. For each major character write a one page summary that includes:
- storyline – what part will they play in the plot
- goal – what do they want
- motivation – why do they want it
- conflict – what stops them from getting it
- epiphany – what will they learn or how will they change
Fun fact: In all my years of writing, I have never used an outline.
And in all my years of writing, I have only published one small short story. Not auspicious.
I feel that I might need to make some changes into how I write longer fiction. I can crank out flash fiction and GM in-game, on the fly changes at will.
But to sit down and write to an outline? With a definite plan in mind?
Yeah, not so much.
I’ve done it sorta-kinda, very loosely, exactly once. And by that I mean that I wrote the story in one go and then just edited it a lot.
It was a good story. But it was for a creative writing course for college and it was definitely not my usual fare. (Creative writing professors are generally really against the kind of fiction that I want to write.)
So, I am attempting something new: I have an idea. I have some thoughts as to where I want it to go (rather than my usual organic method). I have ideas about the consequences of what all this story means to the overall physics of the world/universe that Hero/Protag inhabits. I have given thought to the antagonist and what their deal is.
This is a *sharp* departure from my usual stream-of-consciousness writing style.
I am …curious? hesitant? hopeful?
All of the above.
So. I am beginning to outline Redneck Odinsson and I am super curious as to where this goes.
Part of the process of getting back into writing is looking backwards into your own words. Not just the ideas and thoughts you’ve been fomenting, but the things you’ve already written. The way you wrote them. The things that made you happy. The things that made you cringe. The things where you saw you went wrong and could could use a goddamn editor.
I’ve been poking, somewhat lazily tbh, at a story idea I came up with damn near a year ago. To my mind, it’s a *great* idea. It has a lot of potential, insofar as Jungian ideology and table-top mechanics are good.
All that being said…Here is a bit of Tray just asking for it.
Tray stretched, letting his arms fall loose to the ground. Being upside down wasn’t so bad. He looked up at his feet and then beyond to the small circle of the night sky afforded by the treeline. The moon was gorgeous and full. Night birds called and were answered. He smiled.
A heavy pulse began to beat in in his throat. He began to murmur the appropriate words.
After some thought and bouncing ideas off a couple of folks, I am going to take that last idea and try to flesh into a novella, at the least. I’ve had several other bits that would make it depthier (it is TOO a word!), more fleshed out.
I am excited about it and also nervous. We shall see what we shall see.
I have a flash fiction prompt that I’d like to do. I came up with it during a geeky discussion with a friend.
But the idea seems like it could be a bit more than 500 words in a single setting.
I _could_ flash fiction it…but it, to me, seems like it could be a bit more.
Y’all…what are your thoughts?
East Texas pagan tries to recreate Odin’s quest for wisdom – the whole hanging upside down thing. He’s not stupid – a scholar of history and myths at a nearby state college – but he is a tab obsessed. Also, terribly young. Like in his twenties and invincible sort of young. Cut him some slack…we’ve all been that stupid.
Well…okay, not this stupid.
Anywho…. He goes to the middle of nowhere, strips naked. He makes what he believes are the appropriate magical preparations…and then sets up a trap to grab his legs and send him upside down, steps into it ….and waits.
The trap goes off. And he hangs and slowly dies.
But then, he isn’t dead.
He is undead…sort of. He doesn’t look like a zombie but… (more on that in a bit).
He has powers, but it’s limited and flakey.
He loses both eyes and is therefore blind (the Ravens each grab one eye apiece) but he can See (energy, future, past, etc) He can see the past clearly, but only if he can touch something. He can see energy patterns – the Fae, where lines of power exist, where giant energy things are going to occur (think of it like looking at Wakanada before Thanos arrived – not the same worldspace, but you get where that would be a giant energy signal). Trying to See the future inevitably makes him woozy/nauseated/sick as he does not have the ability (yet, I think) to sort the clanging timelines out.
As a further add on to the suck…that whole undead thing. He must at least once a week eat the flesh of a living being.
So that is the notes on an idea. Like I said, it could be a flash..but it could be fleshed further out.
Writing for pleasure? plot? other things? What, what?
What’s troubling me now is source material.
There is too much.
Angelo ducked his head. He didn’t like it when the guards looked too sharp at him. He had been in charge of some of the pequeños. Angelo had done his best, he felt, But, it was never enough. He could feel the guards’ indifference but also? he could feel their potential for violence. He wanted to make sure the criaturas were OK. He slipped a little, moving silently to the next bebé. Angelo pressed a kiss to the child’s head, glancing sharply at an approaching guard as he did. The guard yawned, looked the other way, and moved down the next row.
Angelo sighed and pressed a kiss to the small brow of a nearby child. Another averted. Father, he sighed, there are too many.
*blows rust off*
Holy shit, is this thing still on?