I've just woken from the nap after duty, upon which at somepoint in the middle of the shift i had a realization whisper to me.
I give up on stories for two reasons. one is i can write out the chapters and what each chapter's individual plot is... but never have a drive to actually write them, which frustrates me because i think the ideas i have are original plotlines for fanfiction... but its like i just want to plan them, never fully write them.
the other? well, i always have a beginning that varies ever so slightly from time to time, after awhile, i can plan/write/picture the ending. the problem is the small fragments in the middle, not enough to fully build the bridge between beginning and ending, not enough to inspire other fragments to appear.
and i get such good ideas to come to mind, and rare does an end product blossom...
Another thought then comes... i want to give a small sample of my world...
My Tranquility
Blades of grass swayed in a gentle breeze, a tree with leaves of autumn rustle quietly. huts built in the stone cliff house souls with a choice. the main path leads down to a garden of iris and various colored roses. Several side paths lead to clearings where an animal of the visitor's choice will come to play, or just to comfort.
At the top of the path rests the realm's master, a black wing angel garbed in purple robes. here, a basin of water fountains, a rainbow towers over the mouth of the waterfall, it's color different in everyone's eyes.
Occasionally, the angel will put a small wooden sailboat in the basin, which is pulled along by the current. eventually the boat will sail over the waterfall. Never fear, for it simply sends back the pained soul back to the realm of the living.
For all the choices left to chose, a tortured soul will still find Tranquility here.
Yeah... i can paint detials sometimes... but not all the time. this realm of mind has evolved and grown in the seven years since it was created, from a lone tree with countless miles of land before another could be spotted, to a little place where one can find rest before a choice must be made.
this little area might even star in Reviving Life, i don't know yet.
Oh, and as a final note, the Angel is my family's Guardian Angel, my little sister who lived 6 weeks before SIDS took her away. she's a bit of a prankster, stealing my little brother's ipod for four days, hiding a cup she helped Mom and Dad find until i finally got to visit home...
:)
Wow, that's really really good. You have really good ideas and there's so much you could do with the 'Angel.' I understand how hard it is to write the middle of stories and to get to an end product. Planning stories has to be the funnest part about writing them. Just keep writing, even if what you're writing doesn't make sense or fit into any of your current plans. Sometimes just writing for the sake of it will turn into something you could use later.
ReplyDeleteGood luck!