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A dream in poem form

Once there was a mountain too big to be seen

There were no good paths and the only heat was steam

We lived here, me and my team

The only problem was the Veam

 

The Veam were criminals, unruly and rough

They would break into stores to show they were tough

And would fight with each other to show off their stuff

For all of these men were really quite buff

 

All of them fought with swords and gun

None the less I used to have fun

I had a friend, Z, with whom I used to run

The weight of his death on my heart is a ton

 

I killed him, pushed him into a rift

Everyone says he fell down the cliff

But the guilt still will not lift

My heart’s like the snow, it continuous to drift

 

Many years later my team gathered

We wanted to save what really mattered

And tried to make a plan to leave the Veam shattered

Unfortunately, they found us out and we were battered

 

The first of five could raise the dead

The next one was stronger than any man he lead

The third was as fast as lightning and aimed for the head

Eventually all of my team fled

 

I was the only one captured

And when my heart fractured

It was also enraptured

Because Z was alive

 

At the top of the mountain there was a sea

There were plenty of islands but only one tree

And I was full of glee

Until I realized he didn’t remember me

 

He took me to build a castle

Because I was a wonderful designer, down to every tassel

And even though he was gracile

I became a hassle

 

I knew he wasn’t the type to rape

But none the less I had to escape

I rowed my boat until I saw his shape

He jumped into my boat, sat down, and offered me a grape

 

He tried to convince me to return, but I couldn’t work for the Veam

I wouldn’t let my self assist in there scheme

And as we drifted down a stream

Z began to scream

 

The first word he yelled was ‘why’

He asked me why I never said goodbye

And as he began to cry

I realized that he was just a hurt, loving, guy

 

The two of us worked together

In any weather

My heart as light as a feather

We wanted to stay together

 

But one day his team came to check up on us

They had captured the rest of my team and thus

We began fighting, creating a fuss

Until they sat us down to discuss

 

It turns out the Veam were native

And our discussion was quite rehabilitative

My team was cooperative

And they were very appreciative

 

 

When we had fought the horde

I had broken Z’s sword

But I was still adored

Which was the best award

 

He gave me a hug

And a kiss like a sea slug

But Z was quite smug

I loved my little thug

 

I woke from my dream and looked out at the lawn

The room was quiet and cold and the curtains were almost fully drawn

I looked for Z at the break of dawn

But for some funny reason he was gone

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Characters with dominant emotions

When you look at a character you have written for, do they jump off the page? Do your own little people interest you? If they don’t, you’re not alone.  A lot of people list character traits, and that’s not wrong; Knowing who your characters are and what they stand for is very important. It is, however, quite hard to to come up with entirely new character traits and motives. Dominant emotions are different, it effects how your character thinks and how they look at the world around them. A character could be naturally angry, but how does that effect what they pay attention to? Well they would usually look for the more negative things and their thoughts would linger on what could go wrong. How would a character who is usually relaxed stand differently from one who is scared? If you still have trouble understanding what I mean, take this example.

Jane’s predominate character trait is ‘cleaver’. Stick figure Jane is running after a criminal. She quickly comes up with a trap and uses a stack of crates to jump onto a roof top. She then uses the apples that were inside of said crate to make the criminal run into a dead end by making noise down all the paths Jane does not want the criminal to take. Now infuse an emotion into Jane and see how she changes.  Jane is only pretending to be cleaver, she actually very scared and has to try very hard to do anything useful.  She ends up chasing the criminal to try to prove herself. While running she is constantly listing off things to remember so she doesn’t fail; Quiet breathing, light steps, he’s chosen three left turns so he’ll probably take a right next, darn he kept going left, gun is on the right. Jane then accidentally runs into the crate. Having lost sight of the criminal, she climbs up onto the roof. When an apple fall from her hood and startles the criminal away, she comes up with her plan and goes back to get the apples. Now imagine a whole book where Jane is clumsily doing cool things; not only dose it make her more interesting to read, it adds a plot layer and easily turns her into a dynamic character.

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The Amazingly Average Character

In contemporary American society, a lot of the characters are exactly the same. Tons of video game characters are ‘the special one’ or ‘the only one that can save the world’ Hollywood depicts the same few type of main characters over and over again, the spy or generally awesome guy that’s skilled or has access to great technology, the romantic type who’s family, past or job won’t let them be in the relationship they want, and let’s not forget, the overly clever and funny person that something bazaar happens to and wow this is a run on sentence. Of course there are exceptions but these are some of the cliche we see over and over in plots. So now for the over simplified version of what I have noticed about a lot of characters that come out of other cultures. They are normal, relatively speaking, or at least, they start out that way. The character is not extremely skilled or very knowledgeable in a topic and for part of the journey is just learning the skills or adjusting to the situation. While America idolizes the unique and very talented, other cultures may focus more on individuals closely related to them. What do you think? Could you make your character be just average?

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Deriving Plot from Setting

On the opposite side of what I wrote last week, let me tell you how I come up with a story plot first. For me, it’s had to come up with random plot points out of the blue so I fall back on setting. Places like a facility for testing the ability’s of kids with supernatural powers can easily generate ideas so let’s go to something slightly harder. How about we travel to a bait and tackle shop next to a river in a dead beat town. Some of the best ideas come from questions  like; are there ghosts, werewolves, or anything else terrorizing the locals? How good is the fishing there? Do celebrities have hideaway homes in the area? What if you had to trespass on a very angry person’s property to get to the good fish? Then you want to combine these answers with a central theme or an interesting character.  With the questions above, I supply you with an out of the blue plot:

Jack Marther, a teenage superstar, just wants to get away from the Hollywood action. He travels to the town his parents retired too and takes up fishing. Not very skilled at the sport but wanting to impress his parents, Jake travels up river, trespassing on old woman Dianna’s property. Not wanting to be caught and remembering the legend of a werewolf in the area, he hides himself in a tree at nearby sound. It is at this point that he sees the great wolf and, in his shock, falls from the tree, hitting his head and becoming unconscious.  Jake wakes up at Dianna’s old house as she has taken care of him, but is extremely angry, requiring him to fix the house up as repayment. What happens next? Comment below and tell me if this sparked your creativity.