Post by account_disabled on Dec 30, 2023 3:51:58 GMT
Now, stories are generally taken from the baggage of one's own experience: distillations of life lived, ideas about the world and existence, or facts that actually happened (or almost). “ Fabricating ideas ”, by Salvatore Anfuso Where do you get the stories you write from? When I talked about the creative part of writing , 3 years ago now, I tried to understand where the ideas for the stories I wanted to write came from, but for the most part I don't know where they came from. This is the list of novels I have worked on over the years, including notes, studies of settings and characters, more or less complete plots, beginning drafts: PU (science fiction) : it is the development of an idea born for a long story, in turn born from a story written in the blog, in turn inspired in its structure by David Mitchell's novel Cloud Atlas . In draft. R (science fiction) : the idea came by itself.
Abandoned draft, structure to be revised. K (fantasy) : the idea came Special Data from a bonsai story written many years ago, a prose poem in the style of those written by HP Lovecraft. Almost complete plot, setting and characters created. IC (fantasy) : the idea came by itself. Plot and characters to complete. M (fantasy) : the idea came by itself. Plot to review. Characters to complete. IVDA (science fiction) : the idea came by itself. Plot to be completed, setting and characters almost all created. DBR (humorous detective story) : the idea came by itself. Complete plot, setting and characters ready. Where did these seven ideas come from? They just arrived. When I have an idea for a story, I write it down on a sheet of paper and usually leave it there to vegetate until I decide to dedicate more space to it in a document.
But these ideas just came, I don't know where from, I don't know why. And maybe I don't even care to know. The stories inside us … it seems that ideas flow from their subconscious mind to the conscious level without the slightest hint of focused thinking. Byron Pulsifer The stories we want (and can) write are already inside us, or are born inside us. Some people actually take them from "distillations of real life" or from their own "ideas about the world and existence" or from "facts that actually happened (or almost)". Another woman had been hers, stolen from her legitimate husband, who had been left waiting helplessly. Smiling, she dressed and went out.The man had worked all day to please his lord, who “had the power of life and death” in the village. He would have married that evening, with little celebration, but, according to the law, he could not have consummated that union first, because that right belonged to his master. The man was aware of it.
Abandoned draft, structure to be revised. K (fantasy) : the idea came Special Data from a bonsai story written many years ago, a prose poem in the style of those written by HP Lovecraft. Almost complete plot, setting and characters created. IC (fantasy) : the idea came by itself. Plot and characters to complete. M (fantasy) : the idea came by itself. Plot to review. Characters to complete. IVDA (science fiction) : the idea came by itself. Plot to be completed, setting and characters almost all created. DBR (humorous detective story) : the idea came by itself. Complete plot, setting and characters ready. Where did these seven ideas come from? They just arrived. When I have an idea for a story, I write it down on a sheet of paper and usually leave it there to vegetate until I decide to dedicate more space to it in a document.
But these ideas just came, I don't know where from, I don't know why. And maybe I don't even care to know. The stories inside us … it seems that ideas flow from their subconscious mind to the conscious level without the slightest hint of focused thinking. Byron Pulsifer The stories we want (and can) write are already inside us, or are born inside us. Some people actually take them from "distillations of real life" or from their own "ideas about the world and existence" or from "facts that actually happened (or almost)". Another woman had been hers, stolen from her legitimate husband, who had been left waiting helplessly. Smiling, she dressed and went out.The man had worked all day to please his lord, who “had the power of life and death” in the village. He would have married that evening, with little celebration, but, according to the law, he could not have consummated that union first, because that right belonged to his master. The man was aware of it.