CopperSkink
Really Really Experienced
- Joined
- Jul 12, 2009
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The deal is that after eight or so years of Lit, I finally decided to write my own story based on the tastes I developed over the years (unfortunately I never developed a taste for spelling).
I came up with a plan for a small, five-part series, but before I knew it, it exploded into a five act series, each act having five parts, and each part counting some fifteen-thousand words or so. Then it got worse. Having done everything I could with my characters, I leveled them up, got them pregnant, and skipped forward about twenty years into the future so I could put the kids through the same horror, and on it went, a million some-odd words later (not that I've counted), and five generations worth.
What I'm looking for is an editor who can look at the big picture and give me advice as to how to make the entire story fit together better for the benefit of the listeners. If I'm missing something important, then I want to know. If I took it for granted that I included a major plot point when it's still stuck in my head, then tell me.
I have timelines and character sheets to make the job easier on anyone who dare, and I take critisism rather well.
As for the story itself, it tends to change according to what time it is or who's talking.
In the beginning, seven characters start out, with the primary two being a guy and a girl dating while going to collage, the guy being a boxer and the girl being a big wig in student government. Things get whacky when the girl's younger sister starts sticking her nose into their business. As time goes on, the seven become nine, and all nine interract with one-another in every way I could come up with until my fingers hurt. In total, I have twenty-five official cannon stories of this first generation with several other "B-sides".
The second generation has ten brats running around, all children of the original nine. I focus on five of the ten, two pairs falling in love with a fifth wheel gumming up the works. This is my special non-erotic section where the love of the story itself takes precidence over sex.
The third generation brings us to a new facility built by the original nine and the subsequent ten, a place where they can come together to teach their children, all fourteen of them, along with any number of orphans that need something to do with their lives as they wait to be adopted. This is where it gets really hectic, people. This time around I try to give everyone his or her own spotlight whether or not any pair or triple gets a showcase.
The fourth generation is where everything comes unglued and I lose count of how many characters I have, mostly because of "Bad Sam," who sleeps with every woman that ever touched his wife's life for the simple reason that she accused him of cheating on her from the beginning. Besides that, I use the various flocks of characters as vehicles to explore varying concepts, fetishes, and situations I've been mulling over for the past two years.
The fifth generation is perhaps the most excellent. This is when I stop trying to be so concrete and start having fun. After sixty years of concrete fiction, I start getting into science fiction. I.e., aliens invade. Twice. Much to the tune of Starship Troopers (the first time around) and UFO: Alien Invasion (the second time, if it wasn't painfully obvious already). Although war isn't the only thing that happens, it causes the universe I've made in my mind to change drastically, allowing civilization to propel itself into Space, which is something I've been keen on doing. After all, who doesn't like Cowboy Bebop?
The sixth generation: Imagine... wtf is a good movie... what's that one with Arnold Schwartzisthingy? The one where he "Gets his ass to Mars..." Anyway, the wars are over and Mankind has finally united in its effort to get the heck off of Earth.
After that, I skip forward a hundred years so I can get my Cowboy Bebop thing going on.
So, there it is. I rely heavily on incest if only to keep things interesting for the readers (and myself), and I get into a wide spectrum of fetishes as well as writing styles and a million other things. Interested? Call me on my Bat Phone.
Personal messages are fine too, I suppose...
I came up with a plan for a small, five-part series, but before I knew it, it exploded into a five act series, each act having five parts, and each part counting some fifteen-thousand words or so. Then it got worse. Having done everything I could with my characters, I leveled them up, got them pregnant, and skipped forward about twenty years into the future so I could put the kids through the same horror, and on it went, a million some-odd words later (not that I've counted), and five generations worth.
What I'm looking for is an editor who can look at the big picture and give me advice as to how to make the entire story fit together better for the benefit of the listeners. If I'm missing something important, then I want to know. If I took it for granted that I included a major plot point when it's still stuck in my head, then tell me.
I have timelines and character sheets to make the job easier on anyone who dare, and I take critisism rather well.
As for the story itself, it tends to change according to what time it is or who's talking.
In the beginning, seven characters start out, with the primary two being a guy and a girl dating while going to collage, the guy being a boxer and the girl being a big wig in student government. Things get whacky when the girl's younger sister starts sticking her nose into their business. As time goes on, the seven become nine, and all nine interract with one-another in every way I could come up with until my fingers hurt. In total, I have twenty-five official cannon stories of this first generation with several other "B-sides".
The second generation has ten brats running around, all children of the original nine. I focus on five of the ten, two pairs falling in love with a fifth wheel gumming up the works. This is my special non-erotic section where the love of the story itself takes precidence over sex.
The third generation brings us to a new facility built by the original nine and the subsequent ten, a place where they can come together to teach their children, all fourteen of them, along with any number of orphans that need something to do with their lives as they wait to be adopted. This is where it gets really hectic, people. This time around I try to give everyone his or her own spotlight whether or not any pair or triple gets a showcase.
The fourth generation is where everything comes unglued and I lose count of how many characters I have, mostly because of "Bad Sam," who sleeps with every woman that ever touched his wife's life for the simple reason that she accused him of cheating on her from the beginning. Besides that, I use the various flocks of characters as vehicles to explore varying concepts, fetishes, and situations I've been mulling over for the past two years.
The fifth generation is perhaps the most excellent. This is when I stop trying to be so concrete and start having fun. After sixty years of concrete fiction, I start getting into science fiction. I.e., aliens invade. Twice. Much to the tune of Starship Troopers (the first time around) and UFO: Alien Invasion (the second time, if it wasn't painfully obvious already). Although war isn't the only thing that happens, it causes the universe I've made in my mind to change drastically, allowing civilization to propel itself into Space, which is something I've been keen on doing. After all, who doesn't like Cowboy Bebop?
The sixth generation: Imagine... wtf is a good movie... what's that one with Arnold Schwartzisthingy? The one where he "Gets his ass to Mars..." Anyway, the wars are over and Mankind has finally united in its effort to get the heck off of Earth.
After that, I skip forward a hundred years so I can get my Cowboy Bebop thing going on.
So, there it is. I rely heavily on incest if only to keep things interesting for the readers (and myself), and I get into a wide spectrum of fetishes as well as writing styles and a million other things. Interested? Call me on my Bat Phone.
Personal messages are fine too, I suppose...