Hey!
Many of you old timers know I talk a ton of bullshit. Now my bullshit is getting turned into a novel or something similar.
Nowhere near done yet, nowhere near great yet. It's fantasy.
Would any of ye people be interested in maybe looking at some chapters soon?
I would prefer if you were regular posters/known around here. Not because I have an issue with fresh meat, but I would hate if some pantifa plants tried messing with my thing.
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Honestly, I would be 100% fine with just "start again from scratch" or "worth editing this one". Plus, I am going for a very... specific thing with the protagonist. I would like to know if it's working or not.
Yeah, I know it's not exactly easy. I actually have ties to an author of some renown, he said he would look at my stuff and share with some of the people he knows who are alpha/beta readers, but I would like something more easy-going before I let an actual person on the shelves/semi regularly mentioned in literary circles probably demolish my ass.
So nothing professional.
Hahaha, sure. I’ve got some writing education, so I know the feeling (wanted to write some kind of story before this madness took hold). Just know that you will always write some form of garbage in your first draft.
Don’t beat yourself up over criticism, but DO look your work over again and again. Polishing the rough parts helps it shine ;)
Yeah, thanks. I will work on this for a bit longer (I want to introduce my female lady woman character and figure some things out), then hit you up if that's cool.
Oh, I know that. I really do. I'm usually pretty hard in myself because if it is said already, then it can't hurt you.
I think the basic idea is pretty fun and has potential, I just have to work it out. Funny enough, there are already some plotholes and previously not properly figured out things I worked out while writing the first few chapters.
The idea is based around one of the most overdone things; the chosen one. The very very barebones story is this:
We have a dude, growing up in a village where he is allowed to do whatever he wants and be an absolute snooty brat because they know he is the next Chosen One. People have to put up with his shit because of that. Of course he has this twisted sense of self.
He is asked to go, and take the powers he is meant to have. Along the way he gets some companions, believes they are his servants. As it is customary, he starts becoming a better person through their adventures and such.
Once they reach their destination, it turns out there are no chosen ones in the sense that no magical power picks them. The community knows they need one, but of course they don't want to risk the safety of their own kids, so they take one family that's easier to influence and bully/bribe them into offering their kid. The kid's characteristics don't matter.
His "servants" are much stronger than him and they were there to keep him in line if he figured shit out and was to snap.
The very end is malleable yet, but this is the main idea I want to work with.
He sometimes admits he has no clue what's going on (to himself, not to anyone, the ego monster), but he is good at silencing the inner voices telling him something is off.
He looks forward to it in a petty way. Like "huh, I will show it to everyone, anyone who was ever not 100% into me will fucking see now". When he is made to go and actually do it he panics a bit.
All in all, he explains everything with "but the universe does this, it knows best". He even thinks he has plot armor and because of that does these reckless, ridiculous things, like trying to charm bad guys with speaking to them and assuming they will "see the light". Which inevitably ends with his companions having to save his ass with pure violence.
It starts out "funny", as in you just have to look at this retard blundering around and everyone being baffled by why he is such a moron. Then I plan on it getting serious and traumatic for him when he realises that people just played along because of their own benefits and the outsiders he met probably assumed he was most likely kicked in the head by a horse as a kid or something.