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To write a story from scratch, with only a memory from years ago, it takes me a while to get my brain rolling.
I dont write much, i dont read much either. I love stories however. I love to think of stories, new ideas or imagining already made up stories in my head.
When i do read i can imagine what lays in the text. Thats what i love about stories.
I want to write something serious, not fully of course, but something that doesnt go over the top with crazy power-ups or deus ex machina stuff. I‘m not a big fan of that.
I‘ve thought of a magical world with magic arms, adventure but a mafia boss investigation. The main characters, experienced enough wizard and a younger man with extra blue arms he can summon on his body, eventually discovering that the blue arm man is actually the mafia boss, only to be gutted by him moments later.
I like fantasy, but I cant think of nothing original enough that would make it stand out.
Last summer, while driving under some moonlight, I imagined someone using runes to conquer the moons energy, summoning destructive beams of light, hálfmáni eða fullt tungl. Whatever fit. I wanted it to be nordic to an extent, icelandic drawn.
That was only just a thought for that drive and a few other nights.
Years ago, I wrote a story about a little piggy, who found a rusty trumpet, a talking trumpet, who told the piggy about the evil sock puppet wizard who was going to take over the world. The piggy brought adventure friends, talking knight fish and a walking flower mage.
That was supposed to be a one time thing in one class. I had barely made it halfway, as i was focused on a detailed enough story. It had to be rushed.
Then, in english class, we were assigned to write a 500 word childrens book with illustrations. I decided to take that story, rewrite in english and before long, I had overshot the limit and asked for a short extenstion. I wrote 1000 words in total. It still felt rushed. I‘ve lost it now.
In the end, there was no hard fought battle against the evil sock puppet wizard, they just beat him. Deus ex machina.
I dont write much, i dont read much either. I love stories however. I love to think of stories, new ideas or imagining already made up stories in my head.
When i do read i can imagine what lays in the text. Thats what i love about stories.
I want to write something serious, not fully of course, but something that doesnt go over the top with crazy power-ups or deus ex machina stuff. I‘m not a big fan of that.
I‘ve thought of a magical world with magic arms, adventure but a mafia boss investigation. The main characters, experienced enough wizard and a younger man with extra blue arms he can summon on his body, eventually discovering that the blue arm man is actually the mafia boss, only to be gutted by him moments later.
I like fantasy, but I cant think of nothing original enough that would make it stand out.
Last summer, while driving under some moonlight, I imagined someone using runes to conquer the moons energy, summoning destructive beams of light, hálfmáni eða fullt tungl. Whatever fit. I wanted it to be nordic to an extent, icelandic drawn.
That was only just a thought for that drive and a few other nights.
Years ago, I wrote a story about a little piggy, who found a rusty trumpet, a talking trumpet, who told the piggy about the evil sock puppet wizard who was going to take over the world. The piggy brought adventure friends, talking knight fish and a walking flower mage.
That was supposed to be a one time thing in one class. I had barely made it halfway, as i was focused on a detailed enough story. It had to be rushed.
Then, in english class, we were assigned to write a 500 word childrens book with illustrations. I decided to take that story, rewrite in english and before long, I had overshot the limit and asked for a short extenstion. I wrote 1000 words in total. It still felt rushed. I‘ve lost it now.
In the end, there was no hard fought battle against the evil sock puppet wizard, they just beat him. Deus ex machina.
