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Strangebuddy

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Dude...chill. Let's see if any of your ideas get people talking before you fill up the entire first page of the forum.
 
Dude...chill. Let's see if any of your ideas get people talking before you fill up the entire first page of the forum.
Sorry, but I'm feeling more creative than usual lately, and I've had all these ideas pent p for a while.
 
You could write them all on 1 thread or 5 ideas per new thread.
 
You could write them all on 1 thread or 5 ideas per new thread.
I tried that. I wrote a thread called "Nephlim 14 Story Ideas 09/13/154", but while it got a lot of views, it seems to have just been confusing. So I plan on being a little more thorough, and adress them one at a time.

P.S. Do any of the ideas I posted interest you?
 
Literotica does not have a "maximum number of posts per day". People can post as often as they wish.


Non story idea posts are/were removed from a Story Idea thread. Please leave general chat for other boards or PMs and leave the SI thrwads for discussion of ideas. If you don't like an idea, move on.


Thank you.
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Be prepared for lots of zero responses to your minimal threads. IMHO lots of these are not so much story ideas as vague starts, nothing more than, "Some people meet and are attracted but wary so they stay apart until they can't take it any more so they get together and fuck". Well, then what? To be a story it has to go somewhere.

Most of what I start has *some* sort of end in mind -- else they're never finished. I tried an exercise of writing clever titles and first lines with many concepts. Most of those went noplace. I mashed a bunch together in Story Of My Fucking Life and it ain't so great because THEY ain't so great. If the end is not in sight, why start? So I must work in developmental plot points of some sort.

But your stuff? Naked guys meet naked girls in the woods -- so? Is there a forest fire or blizzard or wolfpack or creeping fungus or Pentecostal revival meeting that threatens them all so they must put aside their differences and cooperate before they can fuck? Your setups are mostly empty stages. Gotta flesh'em out, dude.
 
a collection of my fragments

(the one marked * turned into a story -- well, I used some of the other lines, but they're mostly just too minimal)

* LIKE A HOLE IN THE HEAD - I aimed the power drill at my forehead and pulled the trigger.
ROSES ARE RED, TOO - "What a lovely cock," she whispered, just before biting it off.
HOME ON THE RANGE - I'd been out here too long -- the sheep were looking enticing.

HOUSTON, WE HAVE A PROBLEM - The lander's engine sputtered and died just as I reached the planet's surface. Oh shit. And I had run out of condoms.

TRISEXUAL TRIFECTA - The natives were getting restless, and horny. Here on Sirius IV, that could only mean trouble. I checked my blaster: fully charged.

CTHULHU, WE LOVE YOU - Observing the mating rituals of followers of a tentacled elder god can be rather unsettling. Did we bring enough barf bags?

HONKY TONK LAGOON - I really hate when 'gator-folk get drunk. It's not bad enough that these human-reptilian hybrids smell awful. Their bladders are weak, too.

AN ACT OF CONGRESS - As the junior senator futilely plowed my ass with his pathetic little prick, I thought to myself, "The cloud-computing lobby is NOT paying me enough for this!"

HIGH PLAINS DRIFTER - He was just another dusty saddle tramp with a battered Stetson, a dented Sharps carbine, a mouse-eaten bedroll, and a huge ten-pound sausage of a schlong. She was a well-worn saloon floozy with a cunt the size of Carlsbad Caverns. They were a perfect pair.

LOST IN THE JUNGLE - Professor Czolgosz did his best to suppress his immense but doomed attraction for Lila, the matriarch of the orangutans. He knew he was just not worthy of her love.

WHERE THE BUFFALO ROAM - She could dream of nothing else for weeks after seeing the bull's immense schlong.

SEX AND THE SINGLE SQUIRREL - Wow, that chipmunk gal is a babe! Look at all those tits!

BLACK MAGIC WOMAN - I knew I was in trouble when she threw my testicles into the stew pot.
STICK IT WHERE THE SUN DON'T SHINE - The dark side of Mercury is a bad place for an orgy.
HONKY TONK CHIMPANZEES - I knew I was doomed when Bertha blew me her simian kiss.

BRIDGE OVER TROUBLED DAUGHTERS - How much did they need Daddy's love?
BLACK HOLE SUN - When the end of time came, I was enjoying great anal sex.

SWEETER THAN WINE - Rose was 14 when she was raped, 15 when she gave birth to Melissa, 16 when she Came To Jesus, and 20 when she disappeared. Melissa followed pretty much the same path except for the disappearing part.

THE VIRGINITY CHRONICLES:
VIRGINITY: IMAGINED - What would it be like to be a virgin? I never had that experience.
VIRGINITY: LOST - "Big issue over a little tissue," my friends said. Hah! If only they knew...
VIRGINITY: REGAINED - The Thai surgeon promised me I'd be as tight as a 12-year-old.

A TASTE OF HONEY - S/He just laps it up (LW)
SWING TIME - You'll look sweet / upon the seat / of a bisexual built for two.
TEST CASE - Tis better to be Wasserman Positive than never to have loved at all.

QUANTUM UNCERTAINTY - I had succeeded! After all these years, all my efforts, all the pain, I knew I would win a Nobel Prize! I had finally captured and weighed a neutrino! Unfortunately, I found it in my cheating whore of a wife's overused cunt.

SEX ED (1) - Dad told me what sex was the day after I first had it.
SEX ED (2) - My cock is smarter that you could imagine.
SEX ED (3) - When I married her, I didn't know she was a slut. I found out the hard way.
SEX ED (4) - College is a target rich environment. What I can teach isn't in the catalog. But my students never leave dissatisfied, even those receiving a grade of INCOMPLETE.

DAILY RATION OF PASSION - "You've been served," she yawned, and walked away, chewing gum.

FLOTSAM & JETSAM - My life was cluttered with emotional debris, starting with my husband.

ROMEO ET JULIET - Romeo also et SueAnn, Lily, Clarita, and Daisy. He used his prehensile hillbilly tongue like a starving anteater. And he sure loved dining at the Y. Them gals got et out GOOD!

FASTER THAN A SPEEDING MULLET - That asshole redneck trucker sure could drive!

SEX TO SEXTY - I've got four on the floor and a fifth under the seat. Buckle up!

GUITAR WORKSHOP - Even with its little soundhole lined and lubed, my Martin Packpacker guitar can never replace a good blow-up doll. But maybe my ukulele would work...

MY SISTER, MY LOVER - The family that lays together, stays together. Hi there, Sis!

AND WHEN I DIE - I want to be buried with the body of a 12-year-old girl.

IMPACT - When your parachute doesn't open, you wonder how big a hole you'll make, and where.

SLOW ROT - Seven years ago, the world ended, but almost nobody noticed. If my dildo batteries hadn't died, I would not have known, either. Sometimes, ignorance IS bliss.

WIVES AND LOVERS AND POLICE - The bubbleum lights revealed the sad ending.

THE TELL-TALE FART - If her husband hadn't heard me in the closet, I might have survived.
FUCKED AND FRIED - Out of the frying pan, into the fire -- it's not just a cute saying.
NONE FOR THE MONEY - The viscious pimp was just *so* unreasonable about finances.

STURGEON'S LAW - In the winter, I'm a Buddhist. In the summer, I'm a nudist. Now it was springtime, and I was somewhere in between. I adjusted my loincloth and attained Nirvana.

LICK IT WHERE IT TINGLES - Her sensations shocked her, like an electrical short circuit.

IT ITCHES AND DRIPS -
YET ANOTHER ORGY -

THE INVISIBLE GIRL - Nobody ever noticed me, so I could do just about whatever I wanted.
IN THE LAND OF THE BLIND - Why couldn't they see what she saw? It was all so obvious!
LOST IN PLAIN SIGHT - Nobody noticed what he was doing. He was careful about that.
 
With the amount of time he spent on all of these threads, he probably could have written one of those stories by now.
 
Be prepared for lots of zero responses to your minimal threads. IMHO lots of these are not so much story ideas as vague starts, nothing more than, "Some people meet and are attracted but wary so they stay apart until they can't take it any more so they get together and fuck". Well, then what? To be a story it has to go somewhere.

Most of what I start has *some* sort of end in mind -- else they're never finished. I tried an exercise of writing clever titles and first lines with many concepts. Most of those went noplace. I mashed a bunch together in Story Of My Fucking Life and it ain't so great because THEY ain't so great. If the end is not in sight, why start? So I must work in developmental plot points of some sort.

But your stuff? Naked guys meet naked girls in the woods -- so? Is there a forest fire or blizzard or wolfpack or creeping fungus or Pentecostal revival meeting that threatens them all so they must put aside their differences and cooperate before they can fuck? Your setups are mostly empty stages. Gotta flesh'em out, dude.

If minimal posts is what he wants on his ideas, so be it. :) Some people offer a lot of detail and some don't.
 
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