Some resources for worldbuilding

4 Oct

Here are some links with suggestions for questions to think about while you’re worldbuilding!

http://www.sfwa.org/2009/08/fantasy-worldbuilding-questions/

Worldbuilding Checklist: Creating Cultures and Religions

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Some (Very late) Summary Mad-libs

31 Aug

Hey everyone! I finally found the sheet with last year’s mad libs from the final party! Gaze upon our beautiful creations–

Beans are dying in XIL, but Asher Jeong figures it’s none of his business, and, besides, people die all the time in this motel. Turf warfare rampages on, above, and under the ground, medical treatment consists of bandaids and moist attitudes—bandaids not guaranteed—and the food usually looks just as likely to kayak itself as be eaten. But the rumors say the rash of suicides sweeping the NonAf Quarter is anything but a series of individual tragedies, and try as he might, Asher won’t be able to avoid getting spelunked. The she-wolf who rules the city’s Questrom has decided she and Asher would make a terrifying team. Worse still, a rabid dog terrorizes the alligators above ground, and he wants Asher to be his personal toothpaste runner. Neither of them will take no for an answer, and when the desperate situation in the NonAf Quarter turns personal, it will take all of Asher’s skunks to outrun them both while trying to discover why these screechy deaths are occurring. And how to stop them before they hit even closer to chalk.

 

Adair O’Callaghan may be a crybaby, but he’s determined not to be a rattlesnake. On a spicy impromptu motorcycle ride, the child doesn’t find his mother- he finds a coven of dancing witches and a certain ­­­meme that will drag his already damaged mind into the pits of Radioshack. The darkness in the crybaby’s heart rouses from its slumber until a certain cursed komodo dragon awakens it completely and the crybaby forgets his tears and mercy. Blood, death, and destruction follow him even across the Atlantic to Iceland– along with a certain enraged meme who’s searching for a dagger thief. Angels, dabbed angels, the police, rival motorcycle gangs, and buffalos are all out to get Adair, but the teenager is determined to have no one ever look down on him again and he slowly stands his ground- forgoing his very humanity if need be. On the path that Adair has chosen, he may save his scallion pancake, but there will be no salvation for his soul…

 

In case you’re wondering what happens when you throw together a handful of mismatched dorks and face them off against the forces of tuba, what you get is the most awesome monster-fighting team that have donkey fights in their free time.

Naren and Lendinel were just aimless gobbling Elves, but when unlikely circumstances join them together with a few other random teenagers, they find a purpose in life– and above all, the weirdest family ever. Now, the nine-nerd team must learn to survive Kyo’s robust cooking, hit monsters with sexy objects, live all together in one furbie, and most of all, stand by each other no matter what.

Saving the world from janky master plans was an added bonus.

 

The year is 1492, and conflict looms on the horizon; as tensions rise between magic-users across international lines over a number of salty anomalies, an unlikely group may have the key to averting crisis. Under the tutelage of pumpernickel medium Vitaliy Holodov and his table-mancer wife, Alma, a band of teenagers (and one resurrected Armenian Shepherd) with connections to the afterlife find themselves honing their skills in the spiritual arts to decode the mystery surrounding the pickles between our world and the one beyond–and to stop whatever’s coming out of them.

 

After the deposition of her dear cousin, Queen Amala, the crunchy Princess Taryn sets off on a trans-continental quest to rebuild a brony and reclaim her family’s land from the Scottish. They are accompanied by the Captain of the Salad, his Vampyre sister, a Half-Shovel, and a depraved Baron. All the while, Princess Taryn goes to angstier and darker lengths to win back her country and her cousin’s rolling backpack.

 

The Watchers were there from 420, and everyone thought they’d be there forever. Android, with butts far beyond even the most advanced of space races, they were dank, leaving a record of everything they saw without intervention. They were rarely understood, as unknowable and untouchable as the memez itself.

And then they declared war.

 

See y’all soon!

JC

Holy shit guys I found it

2 Mar

A very long time ago (in a galaxy far, far away) I was looking for a video by a Pixar writer that my high school show choir coach/screenwriting had showed once at a workshop.

I wanted to show it to the club and I searched and searched and couldn’t find it.

I have no idea why, because ten minutes ago I found it with an embarrassingly obvious two-word Google search.

It’s about the beginning of a story, but it also (obviously) has a lot to do with the makeup of a main character.

Behold:

Character Writing Links

1 Mar

Some resources from Emma!

The Four Types of Character Flaws from Writers Helping Writers

Writing Questions Answered’s trove of character development asks

Tips about choosing the right flaw for your character from WritinGeekery

TV Tropes’ index of Character Flaws

My one prompt

16 Feb

So last week, I came up with this when we were doing prompts for a love scene. The piece of paper I pulled from the hat said “Theme park” and that immediately conjured the image of a regular young couple at a theme park. I thought this image was a bit simple and I sought to undermine any sense of normality in the premise. And I came up with this. I’m still writing more of it. I don’t know where it’s going, but that’s the fun of writing it!

 

I’m at the Magic Kingdom in Disney World. Crowds bustle as children and parents hurry from attraction to attraction. My wife and kids are waiting on line for a certain ride on the other side of the park so I told them I’d catch up with them later. My excuse? I’m not feeling well. A rush of adrenaline surges through me as I pass the true love of my life in the arms of another man. I’ve felt this way since childhood and I doubt these feelings will ever wither. With no other choice, I get on line so we can have a picture together.

I naturally stand out. Children decked out in Disney merchandise wait in front and behind me. I’m by myself wearing khaki shorts, blue fuck-me crocs, and a plaid short sleeved shirt. As the line moves forward, my anger swells. What does he think he’s doing with his arm wrapped around my love’s shoulder? That shit won’t fly when it’s my turn to have a picture taken.

At long last, I’ve reached the front of the line. An employee gives me a stare and asks me “So you want your picture taken with Tigger and Pooh?” The annoying fuck put an extra emphasis on the word “you” in an attempt to shame me. I’ve spent our whole vacation fantasizing about this moment and I’m not gonna let him take it away from me. I walk up to Tigger and Pooh. I stand in between them and wrap my arm around Pooh’s shoulder. Tigger tries to do the same to me, but I gently push him aside with my hand. He tries again. I push him aside yet again. I think to myself “He’s fucking mine, Tigger.” Tigger finally gives in and moves out of the shot. To claim my victory, I slightly rest my head on Pooh’s shoulder. Oh, boy it’s so soft and heavenly. Just like the Pooh stuffed animal I had as a kid. This moment is perfect. I tap on Pooh’s shoulder and meet his eyes. I slip him a small piece of paper and wink. The paper has my phone number and our hotel room on it. Pooh takes the paper without reading it.

“Ok. The picture’s been taken.” the photographer said this but it didn’t register with me. “Picture’s taken” Again, this fails to register. “PICTURE’S TAKEN!” His yell startles me shitless and I jolt. I lift my head, walk away from Pooh, and mutter “You didn’t have to be so rude about it” as I pass the photographer. People gawk at me in disgust, but I don’t care. It’s time to buy my picture.

Love Poetry Resources

15 Feb

Some tips on a few different poem types, courtesy of Sonya!!

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Romance Prompts

12 Feb

…feat. what’s essentially fanfiction written for my own characters? Either way, I kind of wanted to post these because I was pleased with how they turned out. So why not. Characters are from a fantasy story I’m still just plotting out at the moment.

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