Tutorial Tuesday: Coming Up with Original IdeasTutorial Tuesday: Coming Up with Original Ideas2 months ago in Writing
TT: Coming Up with Original Ideas
Half the reason people steal stories nowadays is because they don’t know how to write their own, or if they even can. If it’s not that, it’s because they want their fifteen minutes of fame, riding the coattails of an author who actually put effort and care into their stories.
The thing is, writing your own stories and coming up with your own ideas is NOT as hard as you think.
Here are a few tips on how to come up with unique, original ideas for short stories/fan fictions that you want to be writing.
So Where Do We Start?
Writing a fan fiction is both a combination of hard work and focus, but it’s also easier than you might think. While it’s simple enough for people to write stories, writing a quality, unique and gripping one is a little harder than people are willing to believe.
But if you know the tricks, then it isn’t nearly as hard as I'm making it out to be.
The Story Where Courtney Takes Feral Zeke to PromThe Story Where Courtney Takes Feral Zeke to Prom3 months ago in General Fiction
A semi-recovered half-feral who crouched on his dinky bathroom counter, anyway, but the hat helped. Except that the fabric was snowy white, and turned snowy yellow in the glare of the wrong lights. Didn’t quite mesh with the sickly tint of my skin, the dark gray of my suit, or the pale green of my tie when it got that way, and she wouldn’t be afraid to let me hear it. Again.
Plus, this new toque was itchy. Stuffing my fingers under the elastic to the best of my abilities, I yanked the ugly yellow-white hat off and hurled it at the toilet. But that made the harsh light reflect off the few brown scraps of hair stuck to my liver-spotted scalp, and I liked the look of that even less. No, no … Going out in public half bald wouldn’t win either of us happiness in the end. As appealing as a scratch-free night sounded, Courtney wouldn’t see it the same way. She never seemed to particularly care how comfortable I was, so long as she could drag me aroun