RE: Ghostwriter
05-18-2018, 06:01 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-18-2018, 06:01 AM by kilozombie.)
(05-18-2018, 05:45 AM)Dragon Fogel Wrote: »It's more of that I took care of several small things and I feel good about doing them.
In the bigger picture, there are larger projects I'd like to work on and I need to do some thinking about how to approach them. Sometimes the overall lack of progress on those projects gets me down a bit, but today I was more focused on these smaller tasks, and I'm pretty happy with the work I did.
That's good. Big-picture focus is important to have sometimes, but the small tasks which surround us in everycycle life need to be attended to-- sometimes urgently. I like to write short stories, and each one is like a little benchmark in my life, something I know I've completed and can hold forever. It's self-gratification at its peak.
I wish you luck with those large projects. I am sure you have your own methods for doing them, and developing those methods is one of the toughest steps.
(05-18-2018, 05:52 AM)FlanDab Wrote: »But to their dismay, the Box was sought and created by someone from the deepest reaches of space. Seeing such insignificant specks defiling their sacred tech, they send comets and ludicrously skilled and hard to kill lizard soldiers to end them all.
Sure. That's not hard to implement in-- a new entity. They're not alone in the universe, which is perfectly sensible.
Our two characters are chasing one another because one holds the secret to save their species, and the other is desperately trying to get it. Their stand-off is a misunderstanding, and their mutual pleas to the people around them for help go unheard. This is a society of inward focus. The plaid, gray suits of the people around them act as a sea of neutral, and they are desperate in their own tasks.
The comets are coming, as are the vertical, shard-shaped ships which will land, impale, infiltrate, and destroy. Thousands of this reptilian species against billions of the natives, but the natives have no safeguard save for what is in the blue-clothed person's held briefcase.
Who are these people, exactly? What are their roles in the world, and how has this misunderstanding taken place?
Less importantly, what is the very important thing in this briefcase? Information, an artifact... or a red herring?
...Am I thinking too depth-first? I can take a step back if you'd like. I have enjoyed your suggestions so far.