Story Outlines

[Tatewaki]

This might be off-topic since it is about how to approach defining story ideas and is not an actual idea. If it is, I'm sure someone will let me know.

What is the preferred way of outlining stories out there? I use about three different methods, but my favourite is pseudo-screenplay. In it I set the general scene and minimal stage direction. Then I outline the dialogue in its entirety. I seek to make the spoken word carry all of the weight of the story. As I see characterization as being the key to great fiction, this technique is the best one (sor far!) for me. Of course when the story I am working on concentrates on Plot or Milieu and not Character, this technique fails miserably. It also results in a lot of useless dialogue that I end up converting to narrative or description. Still, I can jet out a fierce amount of text in a short time employing this technique.

Assuming that you use outlines when you write, how do you structure them?

-T

 

[Chicklet]

<chicklet is SO not helpful!>

My outlines are all pretty simple. If I have something in my head, I jot it down thusly:

Scene in classroom, Kelly looking at John, John notices...
**
Kelly sees John at party, walks over and says hello
**
etc etc basically what I want to happen when. I usually don't, but sometimes do, write different sections that aren't attatched to the story yet, but usually I try to write it all in order so that it flows more.

Hey all of you who look at my stories and say "dear lord, these suck...what's she talking about" - I don't just write erotica

Chicklet

 

[Tatewaki]

<chicklet is SO not helpful!>

My outlines are all pretty simple. If I have something in my head, I jot it down thusly:

Scene in classroom, Kelly looking at John, John notices...
**
Kelly sees John at party, walks over and says hello
**
etc etc basically what I want to happen when. I usually don't, but sometimes do, write different sections that aren't attatched to the story yet, but usually I try to write it all in order so that it flows more.

Hey all of you who look at my stories and say "dear lord, these suck...what's she talking about" - I don't just write erotica

Chicklet

Nothing wrong with simple! Thanks for sharing.

-T

 

[Chicklet]

Simple is as simple does

 

[Guest]

Here's one for free

Here is an outline complete with preliminary character list. This is how I do it, but I lost interest in this story, otr rather changed it beyond recognition and it is now a full length novel in a different setting and available price ... advert deleted by me before I get into trouble ...

If any author wants it, they are welcome.



V 0.1 "Uncle"
by
Charm Brights
(c) 2000 Charmbrights Ltd. All rights reserved.
The author has asserted moral rights under sections 77 and 78 of the Copyright Designs and Patents Act 1988.

1 Families
Uncle & father estranged years ago.
2 Inheritance
Uncle dies intestate and leaves a fortune & a house with cook & maid & 2 live-in mistresses. Mistresses trying to claim money.
3 Interviews:
Cook was occasional shag for Uncle
Maid was occasional little bit of fresh meat.
M1, dark short hair thin tall was a regular.
M2, red longer hair plump was a regular.
M1 + M2 in a threesome occasionally.
4 Negotiations
Deal is all continue as before, or get out.
Play maid off against mistresses - she will testify that they were not "wives" as Uncle unfaithful with her & cook then she gets nephew.
5 Further Interviews
All agree and 'interview' sessions trying out all of them and some combinations.
6 M1
M1 likes arse & bondage.
7 M2
M2 likes spanking.
8 Cook
Cook is motherly and loves to spoil him.
9 Maid
Maid is shy - turns out she only had a couple of brutal sessions with Uncle. Teach her everything.
10 Cookery Lesson
Maid + Cook.
11 Punishment
M2 spanked by Maid.
...


Name & DoB Posn Description
Cook occasional shag motherly and loves to spoil him
Maid occasional little bit of fresh meat
shy - turns out she only had a couple of brutal sessions with Uncle. Teach her everything
M1 Sometimes with M2
dark short hair thin tall
likes arse & bondage.
M2 Sometimes with M1
red longer hair plump
likes spanking

 

[Tatewaki]

Re: Here's one for free

Here is an outline complete with preliminary character list. This is how I do it, but I lost interest in this story, otr rather changed it beyond recognition and it is now a full length novel in a different setting and available price ... advert deleted by me before I get into trouble ...

If any author wants it, they are welcome.



V 0.1 "Uncle"
by
Charm Brights
(c) 2000 Charmbrights Ltd. All rights reserved.
The author has asserted moral rights under sections 77 and 78 of the Copyright Designs and Patents Act 1988.

1 Families
Uncle & father estranged years ago.
2 Inheritance
Uncle dies intestate and leaves a fortune & a house with cook & maid & 2 live-in mistresses. Mistresses trying to claim money.
3 Interviews:
Cook was occasional shag for Uncle
Maid was occasional little bit of fresh meat.
M1, dark short hair thin tall was a regular.
M2, red longer hair plump was a regular.
M1 + M2 in a threesome occasionally.
4 Negotiations
Deal is all continue as before, or get out.
Play maid off against mistresses - she will testify that they were not "wives" as Uncle unfaithful with her & cook then she gets nephew.
5 Further Interviews
All agree and 'interview' sessions trying out all of them and some combinations.
6 M1
M1 likes arse & bondage.
7 M2
M2 likes spanking.
8 Cook
Cook is motherly and loves to spoil him.
9 Maid
Maid is shy - turns out she only had a couple of brutal sessions with Uncle. Teach her everything.
10 Cookery Lesson
Maid + Cook.
11 Punishment
M2 spanked by Maid.
...


Name & DoB Posn Description
Cook occasional shag motherly and loves to spoil him
Maid occasional little bit of fresh meat
shy - turns out she only had a couple of brutal sessions with Uncle. Teach her everything
M1 Sometimes with M2
dark short hair thin tall
likes arse & bondage.
M2 Sometimes with M1
red longer hair plump
likes spanking

MY GOD!

I have a lot to learn about being succinct! Here is my outline for Chapter 7 of my "Ember and Ashe" serial. I find that I need outlines such as this to create my stories. Essentially, the story is done. All I need to do is add description and narration.

-T

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Title: Ember and Ashe Ch. 7
Keywords: BDSM, Lesbianism, Interracial
Author: Tatewaki

A hot Ember leaves Ashe cold ...



Ember and Ashe Ch. 7

by Tatewaki, Copyright 2002

Revision: 1.5 Date: May 6, 2002 07:27


§§§


Andrew Grissolm has returned from a grueling three-day photo shoot/video shoot in Toronto. He has only slept eight hours in all that time. He crawls into bed, intending to sleep for the entire day. Ashe settles into bed, not even bothering to get undressed. He drifts off to sleep.

"What the hell?"

"You are home. I am happy."

Ember is dressed in her amber outfit. She is wearing a metallic amber lamé cocktail dress, with a very short length skirt. She has matching two strapped, latigo leather mules. Her mules have four inch French heels with one inch tips and half an inch width. One broad golden strap surrounds her big toe and crosses the instep to the outer ankle, while the other fine strap joins the main strap, crosses inside the arch of the foot to the base of the sole. Her dress hugs her body, and displays everything. The neck is a plunging V-cut right to the belt line. It shows her navel and cleavage. The halter top ties around the neck, showing a lot of skin. Ashe realizes that she's wearing her shoes in the home. High heels in the home means that she's horny, and wants sex. Otherwise, she'd be wearing her slippers. She never wears shoes in the house if she can avoid it. She peels back his sheets.

"Why are you still in your clothes?"

"Ember, I'd really like to sleep."

"Sleep later. Right now, I must welcome you home."

Ember undoes his belt buckle, and fishes his cock out of his pants.

"Andrew Grissolm, go and bathe immediately!"

"Sorry Kitten, haven't slept in three days. Too tight a schedule. Haven't showered, either."

"You may rectify that right now. Please go and bathe."

"When I wake up. I need sleep."

Ember plays with his flaccid cock for a bit. It doesn't get stiff at all.

"What did they do to you?"

"Only work me to death. My little son's as tired as I am."

Ember growls low in her throat, grabs Ashe's cock tightly and twists. Ashe's numb brain registers pain.

"That hurts, Kitten. I didn't work that way."

Ember is calmed.

"Will you truly not go and bathe for me? I have missed you terribly these last five days."

"And I, you. I dreamed of coming home to you. After I get some rest we'll go out."

"Let us stay in instead."

She jumps onto his bed, and rubs his chest.

"Out of my bed, woman! I need sleep, not sex!"

Ember is insulted and angry.

"You are not happy to see me. Otherwise, you would greet me properly."

"Ember, please ... can't this wait 'til morning?"

"It is morning."

"I meant tomorrow morning."

"Suit yourself. Perhaps I might even be here when you awaken."

"Lady's choice. Just leave my house keys when you take off."

Ember stalks out of the bedroom, and slams the door behind her.


***


Andrew Grissolm feels guilty about his rough treatment of Ember. He knows he was a callous bastard. He feels bad, but also realizes that he is sick with exhaustion. He promises himself to do something special with her when he gets some rest. He wonders why she was so bothersome today. Usually she is quite considerate. It dawns on him she was dressed up in her amber outfit, including the earrings he bought for her on her birthday last year.

Her birthday!

He realizes it is her birthday today. He totally forgot about it. He plays with the idea of getting up, but realizes he would be no good to her. He also decides that she must learn that the world does not revolve around her. He will stick to his original plan -- do something special with her after he wakes up. He grabs his cell phone and dials the number of her favourite restaurant to make reservations. While he is on the phone, his door opens. Ember comes in bearing a tray of food. She looks at him angrily. He hangs up the cell phone.

"Ember! I just realized --"

"You are on the phone. I thought you were too tired to speak to anyone?"

"I had something important to do. I was calling to make --"

"No excuses, Andrew Grissolm! You pushed me aside so you could do business. Am I not important to you?"

"Of course you are."

"So you say. Your actions tell me otherwise."

Ember turns to leave. She still has a tray in hand.

"Is that for me?"

"It was for you. I thought you would like some breakfast. But since you are so handy with the phone, feel free to order in something."

"Christ, Ember, would you just listen to me?"

"Not when you raise your voice."

Ember leaves, and slams door behind her. Ashe debates whether to chase her or go back to sleep. She is being difficult. Let her calm down first before doing anything else. He is feeling pissed off. He needs to unwind as well. His temper is short due to exhaustion. He drifts off into a fitful sleep.

***

Ashe falls into deep, fitful sleep. He is not satisfied. He is wracked by guilt. His anger has dissipated. He should have greeted Ember, and had sex with her. She asks for so little besides affection. He knows how vulnerable she really is. She needs to feel wanted and loved. Also, he knows how vindictive she can be! He is roused from sleep by a full bladder. He tries to get up, but cannot. He opens his eyes, but his world is still black. His arms and legs are restrained. He panics, getting flashbacks of his time in Myanmar.

"Are you finally awake?"

"Ember?"

"I have been waiting for you."

"Handcuffs? Let me up. I need to piss."

"No, Andrew Grissolm. You have the bad habit of leaving your woman behind when you have your freedom. I like you bound like this."

"Stop fucking around."

"Language, Andrew Grissolm."

"He sounds very angry."

"Who the fuck is that?"

"A guest. Please show her the proper respect."

"Respect? You've cuffed me to the bed, for fuck's sake!"

"And you forgot my birthday."

"Hey, I remembered! I was making reservations when you came in the last time."

"Truly? Why did you not wish me a happy birthday when you first arrived? Why did you not come home with a gift? Why did you not treat me like a woman when I begged you to? You remembered too late, Andrew Grissolm."

"Sorry, Kitten."

"I believe you are sorry. But an apology must be earned. Something so easily given has no value."

"Meaning?"

"You will find out soon enough."

Ashe has his clothes sliced off of him. His boots are tossed into a corner.

"Hey! Those were my favorite pair of pants!"

"I would have expected a man who enjoys tearing off my clothes at every opportunity to remain silent when I return the favour."

Ashe mutters, but remains silent. Shiori and Ember give him a very thorough sponge bath. They linger on his groin, feet and armpits.

"You are clean at last. Good."

Shiori removes his blindfold. He is in the center of a three camera setup. There is a monitor on a swing arm above his bed, displaying a three tier split display.

"What the fuck is all this?"

"I had time these last few days to play with your equipment. I have learned a few things."

"I'd say so!"

"I like video cameras very much."

Ember goes down on him. She does quick-kill head. He is tired, but the whole situation gets him really horny. Shiori makes love to his feet as Ember works over his cock. He explodes in her mouth. Ember pulls Shiori over, forces open her mouth and feeds her Ashe's cum.

"God damn!"

Ember kisses Shiori. They pass Ashe's cum back and forth until it is all gone. There's cum on Shiori's lips, chin and cheeks. Ember licks it all up. Ember guides Shiori over to a chair then ties her down.

"Ember?"

"Quiet. You may watch us from the monitor, but I order you to remain silent. This will be my gift from you. You will be an observer of my play session."

"Your what?"

"You were to be a participant, but you treated me so poorly."

"That isn't true!"

"Must I gag you, Andrew Grissolm? I know where you keep them."

Ashe sullenly shuts up. He recognizes the sharp tone in her voice. She'll do exactly what she threatens.

"Strip me."
Shiori strips Ember. Shiori’s legs are strapped to the sides of the chair, as is her waist. Ember kneels on the chair arms, braces herself on the wall and plants her pussy into Shiori's face.

"Pleasure me, Shiori."

Shiori eats out Ember. Ember grinds her pussy into her face, plays with her breasts. Ember’s nipples peek out over the gold cups of the dress. She pulls them out, pinches them. Shiori plays with Ember's ass as she eats Ember's quim. Ashe is hard again and moaning.

"Like what you see? You could have been with us had you not spurned me."

Ashe stays quiet, not wanting the gag. Ember grabs Shiori's hair and yanks it hard to the side, pulling her head away from her pussy. She kisses her roughly, pushes head away. Ember turns, plants her ass crack on Shiori's face. Shiori starts kissing her asshole. Ember grinds her ass in Shiori's face. She tortures her own breasts as she balances on the chair facing Ashe. She is really worked up. Moans come from Shiori and Ember both.

Ember pulls off and unties Shiori from the chair. She puts a spreader bar between Shiori's ankles. Ember takes out a quirt, works Shiori's legs, ass, back and breasts over with it. She has Shiori kiss the tip frequently. She drags the tip of the quirt across Shiori's clitoris. The strokes get harder. She then switches to a flail. She works Shiori's back and ass over with it. It leaves a lot of red welts crisscrossing her ass.

Ember finds her dual dildo, 8 inches in length in either direction. Ashe notes with pleasure that it's a black cock. Subliminal? She works it into Shiori’s mouth to slicken it, then Ember dons a strap on harness and affixes the dildo into it. Ember face fucks Shiori with the dildo, practically rapes her mouth. She holds the sides of Shiori's head by her hair as she takes Shiori's throat. Shiori's eyes glaze over. She is in heaven. Her breathing is rough. Thick drool runs down her chin. Her lips bruise, but she looks content. Ember keeps up the dirty talk, then pulls out.

"You like that?"

"Yes."

"Good. I will give you more of it."

Ember slaps the thick cock across Shiori's lips, chin, and cheeks.

"Where do you want this?"

"In my pussy. Please?"

"Make me believe it."

"Please fuck me. I desire your penis in my pussy. I crave it. Please?"

"I will do as you desire."

Ember fucks Shiori's mouth for a few strokes, and when the dildo is wet, digs her fingernails deep into Shiori's ass, and smacks it.

"Oh!"

"That is only the beginning."

Ember nibbles and bites at the reddened ass. She rakes it with her fingernails. She slaps it with her palms. Shiori is getting excited. Ember positions herself behind Shiori's pussy, grabs onto her harness at the waist, and then lunges inside.

"Oh! Yes, fuck me!"

Ember slams into Shiori savagely, relishing her screams. Ashe's cock drips precome continuously. It feels like he's going to burst. He really wants to get into the action. Ember stares into camera No. 2, licking her lips, smiling at him seductively. She knows which camera has captured her best angle. She planned it out well. The angles are too perfect to be accidental.

"Oh! You're so thick. Fuck me harder, Ashe. Shove your thick black cock into me."

Ashe and Ember both gasp at the same time. Ember stops fucking Shiori in mid-stroke. Shiori keeps pushing her ass against the dildo for a couple more strokes, then stills herself.

"What did you say?"

"I asked you to keep on fucking me."

"You asked him to keep on fucking you."

"I did not."

Ember slaps Shiori's ass hard.

"You most certainly did."

Ember cues the film and replays the last few seconds. Shiori goes pale.

"An accident, Eimi!"

"No one may call him Ashe. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Eimi."

"I will make sure you never forget."

Ember jams a thick vibrator into Shiori's pussy and sets it at maximum. She positions the cock over her ass, and starts to push it in.

"It's too big! Please, Eimi, stop!"

"Ash loves fucking a woman's asshole more than any other part. If you want him, this is how you will learn to take him."

Ember continues to push into her until she's all the way in.

"How do you feel?"

"Strange. I feel you scraping against the vibrator in my vagina. It's as if no flesh separates them."

"I would like feel that one day."

Ember fucks Shiori's ass with a vengeance. She is truly angered and is taking great swipes with the quirt on the sides of Shiori's ass, back, and breasts as she punishes her asshole.

"Take my ass, Eimi. I'm going to come."

Ember grabs Shiori's hair and rides her ass hard. Shiori comes. Ember unbuckles her harness and leaves the dildo jutting out of Shiori's ass, wet and sticking straight out of her asshole, all slimy with Ember's cum. It waves like a flagpole in high wind as Shiori wiggles her ass around. The vibrator is still working her pussy at full speed. Shiori moans contentedly.

"I will claim my present now."

Ember kisses Ashe’s cock head, climbs aboard and rides his cock. She gives him the best fuck of his life. His hands flail in the cuffs. His feet telegraph outward. She bites at his nipples and she works his cock. She rakes her nails across his chest. He comes inside her. Still she rides him. She pulls off, sucks up all the remaining cum around his balls.

"Oh, me too, please?"

"I shouldn't, you presumptuous cow, but you did perform well today."

Ember crawls over to Shiori and undoes the restraints. Immediately, Shiori fastens her lips to Ember's pussy and feeds upon her as if her life depended on it. She feltches all of Ashe's cum from Ember. She gives Ember an orgasm in the meantime, and laps that up as well. Shiori curls up at Ember's feet. Ember pats Shiori's head.

"I trust you will not forget my birthday again?"

"Nope. I think I'll remember this day when I'm lying on my deathbed."

"I am glad to hear it."

She kisses his cock one last time, then slaps Shiori's ass with the quirt.

"Go now. Wait for me in my bedroom."

"Yes, Eimi."

Shiori leaves.

"Enjoy your rest."

"Um, Ember? Aren't you going to release me? I really gotta take a leak."

"No, Ashe, you should stay in bed and rest for awhile. I think you can hold it until morning -- tomorrow morning."

"You wouldn't dare! Ember? Mffffft!"

Ember gags him. His eyebrows furrow in anger.

"Goodnight, Ashe. If you are good, perhaps I will release you in a few hours. I might even let you watch the tape Shiori and I are making. Bye bye!"

Ember leaves.

Ashe is left trussed up. He is not really angry. He's had phenomenal sex, and it is all on tape for posterity. But he really does have to piss badly!

 

[Guest]

Re: Re: Here's one for free

I have a lot to learn about being succinct!

Not necessarily. That was intended as 5k words in a short story. The outline for the novel was about ten times as long.

It will eventually be five or six novels about the same characters. The only real commonality is the "unexpected inheritance" bit. I work top-down and I started with the "unexpected inheritance" two word idea. Then I wrote what you saw; incidentally the numbered headings are not necessarily chapters, more separate episodes. The next stage is to expand each episodes to a one paragraph precis. Then I write each precis up into a story component. When all of those are done I have a story.

The importance of the character list is that I expand it as I go, then I have reusable characters, and I am sure that a character's physical characteristics don't change much during a story.

If I want to do multiple novels, the second, et seq. are then much easier, and paying customers like series.

(T: I will PM you separately on a related topic.)

 

[Tatewaki]

Re: Re: Re: Here's one for free

The importance of the character list is that I expand it as I go, then I have reusable characters, and I am sure that a character's physical characteristics don't change much during a story.

If I want to do multiple novels, the second, et seq. are then much easier, and paying customers like series.

Phew! Then we work essentially the same way. You scared me for a bit!

-T

 

[penguindance]

 

[Guest]

I don't really outline my stories...I jot down a few notes as they come to me so I don't forget them later, but usually what I do is just sit down at the computer or with a notepad and start writing. It's like divine intervention...the words that "belong" on the paper just start flowing.
In fact, I was about 100 pages into the novel I just finished before I knew how it was going to end. ...

I know lots of people write like that, but I couldn't do it. Then I remember Rudyard Kipling. (Biog note: UK Author, Nobel Lit Prize in early 20th Century, wrote a lot about India.) He said:

There are four and twenty ways,
Of constructing tribal lays,
And every single one of them
Is Right.

I try not to forget that when other people do things I know wouldn't work for me.

 

[Chicklet]

It's like divine intervention...the words that "belong" on the paper just start flowing.

Who you gotta kill to find a muse like that?