Um belo jardim. A beautiful garden.
EVERYDAY THE SAME DREAM is an art game about alienation and refusal of labour. You are a faceless, unnamed man going about his business. The game has alternatives endings. Will you end up going to work and working in a little cubicle like every day, or will you take another route and do something different for once?
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Manueluv and I are convinced Agent K is Coulson’s father. Hell, MIB is even owned by Marvel.
Welp. Never gonna unsee this.
HEADCANON ACCEPTED SO FAST I THINK I BROKE SOMETHING
Guys - who do you think told Phil all those stories about Cap?
THIS POST IS OVER 2 YEARS OLD AND IT JUST. GOT. BETTER.
Hello there, writerly friend~ ♥︎
I think that a lot of people do plotting and they go about it the wrong way. If you have taken a look at my (Strange) Guide To Planning Your Novel then you probably have a feeling for what I am about to talk about, if not— then prepare yourself.
It’s time for me to give you the best piece of advice that ever came from my many years taking creative writing classes in college. My amazing professor once said something that I have coined "The Marcy Rule" (because her name was Marcy :p and everyone needs to know that she came up with this). It goes like this:
The Marcy Rule
Story rises from character, not the other way around.
What does this mean? I find that a lot of writers are under the assumption that the plot is the primary agent in a story— and that characters are secondary. And I totally get where this misunderstanding comes from. People are taught in school that events make history. People are taught to memorize events and dates as what happened in their past. This is not good, because it forgets about the driving agent(s) behind these events.
Would you say that the most important factor in history is the events that happened (plot) or the people that lived through those days (character)?
Of course it’s the people. Story rises from character, and thus is it character that drives the story forward.
Though… I think that you already know that, writerly friend. As you said in your question— you keep trying to toss your character into plots but they don’t follow along. It’s almost as though you’re forcing events into a timeline, and you find that your lead actor is not interested in going with this script. Now, let’s look at this from the point of view of that question I get all the time:
What do I do if I have a character, but no story or plot to go with them?
You see, this is problematic, because it assumes that plot is primary— and that characters are secondary. I believe this is doing your characters an injustice. Your story does not revolve around events and dates and points on a timeline— they revolve around you, and your actions and your choices and your dreams and your goals.
Take a moment (or a few) to sit down and ask yourself this question:
- What does this character want, and what are they willing to do to get it?
Everybody wants something. There is nothing too big or too small to write a story about. Again, people get this idea in their head that every book should be an epic story of war and death and saving the world— but I can tell you that a story about a character dealing with their own personal turmoil, and their dreams of finally overcoming their depression and being able to get up in the mornings… that can be a story as good, if not better than any ‘epic.’
So. Take this with you. Ask your characters what they want, and start following them. Don’t get in the way of the story— you are not the mastermind plotting out a plan, you are the camera-crew. Your job is to tell this character’s story. So, follow them. See where their story goes.
As a final note. Remember that everyone wants to live an ‘easy’ life, but nothing worth having ever comes easily. Every choice comes with a price, every action comes with an opposite reaction. Your character can desire to live an ‘easy’ life as much as they want… but fate always tends to get in the way of such things c;
I hope this helps! if you, or any other writerly friend has any more questions, then make sure to send them my way!
Keep writing~ ♥︎
So, someone wanted some tips on planning/outlining their novel and instead I made this. It kind of happened.
If you’re new to my silliness let me introduce myself.
My name is M. Kirin and I write books. If you’re interested in writer resources, inspiration, and the adventures of a dork, you could do a lot worse than me :3
The Titanoboa, is a 48ft long snake dating from around 60-58million years ago. It had a rib cage 2ft wide, allowing it to eat whole crocodiles, and surrounding the ribcage were muscles so powerful that it could crush a rhino. Titanoboa was so big it couldn’t even spend long amounts of time on land, because the force of gravity acting on it would cause it to suffocate under its own weight.
I’m so glad they aren’t around
omg me too. I’m scared enough of 26 ft long anacondas. I’m so happy Megalodons, those giant sharks, aren’t alive either
Praise natural selection
I remember watching Walking with Beasts or something similar, or some British tv show about evolution
The subject was something like a 12 foot long water scorpion
I was so startled by its sudden appearance and narration that I yelped: “12 fucking feet?!?! I’m fucking glad it’s extinct!”
Dude, prehistory was home to some fucking TERRIFYING creatures. For some reason, everything back then was enormous and scary. Extinction doesn’t always have to be a bad thing!
And Poppy, what you saw was an arthropod known as Pterygotus (it was actually featured in Walking With Monsters). Not only was it as big (or maybe even bigger) than your average human, it had a stinger the size of a lightbulb. REALLY glad that bugger isn’t around anymore.
Also, Megalodon deserves to be mention again, because just hearing its name makes me want to never be submerged in water ever again.
GOD, I HATE THIS POST. HOW DO WE EVEN KNOW THAT SHIT ISN’T STILL AROUND? LURKING? EVOLVING? WE DON’T. WE DON’T KNOW SHIT ABOUT SHIT DOWN THERE. THE OCEAN IS A PRIMEVAL HELLSCAPE NIGHTMARE AND WE ALL JUST DIP OUR STUPID FRAGILE UNPROTECTED FETUS BODIES AROUND THE EDGES OF IT LIKE THAT’S NORMAL. FUCK THE OCEAN.