Short and sweet
Oct. 18th, 2006 11:10 amI am experiencing a bizarre idea to write silly stories. And I mean incredibly silly stories. The sort of things that might turn up in a really bad film pitch in a Hollywood studio or something. For example:
Character One switches bodies with Character Two by accident; hilarity ensues! (Also, some sort of lesson to do with respecting others, blah blah, very touching, can I fall asleep now? - will occur.)
Or:
A girl who has lost her ability to feel emotions has teamed up with a man who may or may not have a Jekyll and Hyde complex. They solve crime!
Or:
A and B are mixing a love potion to use on their friends when an accident occurs and it affects them intead. But they can’t stand each other! Hi-jinks ensue...
(Rated M for abuse of dessicated animal parts)
See what I mean? Silly stories. Hackneyed things full of stereotyped characters and recycled plots. And these examples aren’t simply plucked from the air: they are actual stories that I am working on.
I don’t think there’s any harm to them, though. It occurs to me that I need to do more writing practice and there are worse ways to practise writing than to play around with unoriginal plots. At least, I think there are...
Character One switches bodies with Character Two by accident; hilarity ensues! (Also, some sort of lesson to do with respecting others, blah blah, very touching, can I fall asleep now? - will occur.)
Or:
A girl who has lost her ability to feel emotions has teamed up with a man who may or may not have a Jekyll and Hyde complex. They solve crime!
Or:
A and B are mixing a love potion to use on their friends when an accident occurs and it affects them intead. But they can’t stand each other! Hi-jinks ensue...
(Rated M for abuse of dessicated animal parts)
See what I mean? Silly stories. Hackneyed things full of stereotyped characters and recycled plots. And these examples aren’t simply plucked from the air: they are actual stories that I am working on.
I don’t think there’s any harm to them, though. It occurs to me that I need to do more writing practice and there are worse ways to practise writing than to play around with unoriginal plots. At least, I think there are...
| Quick iPod update: It’s dead. (Told you it’d be quick.) |
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on 2006-10-18 01:24 am (UTC)Go forth, young Buneater, and write said silly stories!
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on 2006-10-18 01:56 am (UTC)If you know who you are, then I don't see why the computer you're using shouldn't. Honestly, technology these days is so un-intuitive...
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on 2006-10-18 02:53 am (UTC)*brushes lint off hermit-mentor robes*
And i thought i was hiding my true oh identity so well.
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on 2006-10-18 01:58 am (UTC)Oh gods.
*kills inadvertent pun*
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on 2006-10-18 05:09 pm (UTC)I'll get my people to call your people...
on 2006-10-18 03:28 am (UTC)Re: I'll get my people to call your people...
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on 2006-10-18 04:11 am (UTC)I figure you should just write anything your brain tells you too. Most of the time, brains seem to know what they're doing.
Is there room somewhere for Government Goats?
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on 2006-10-18 04:26 am (UTC)There is always room for Government Goats.
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on 2006-10-18 05:31 am (UTC)As for the first idea, I read a hilarious Placebo fic along those lines. Man, it was adorable. XD *giggles and rereads it*
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on 2006-10-18 09:22 am (UTC)Is that Vegeta? May I fondle him?
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on 2006-10-18 09:29 am (UTC)If possible, I would like to commission a harmless tale concerning paranoid chickens.
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on 2006-10-18 09:51 am (UTC)A harmless tale concerning paranoid chickens, you say? I shall let you know the minute such a story occurs. :D
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on 2006-10-18 01:24 pm (UTC)Having woken up from my third nap today, I decided to go outside of the sleeping box to see if there was any food.
I stuck my nose out cautiously, sniffing. I couldn't see anything, butI'm short-sighted as it is.
I wander out to the food dish and put my paws on the edge to get a good look in. Dang, pellets again.
I waddle over to where there was a carrot yesterday. It's still there, but now it has bite marks in it. How rude!
Suddenly I hear a noise. Crap! I run blindly back into my sleeping box, barging into my flatmate in my panic.
"Whoa," she said "what are we panicking about?" she sniffs the doorway for a second before diving behind my oversized rump for shelter.
"I think it was another leaf falling..."
And so on...
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on 2006-10-18 11:32 pm (UTC)Right, time for a good nap; that sleeping and basking in the sun really took it out of me.
Forty minutes later...
Was that food? Did I hear food? Maybe if I get up and look all scruffy and adorable, someone will give me food.
Or not.
Damn, that was exhausting. I think I need a quick nap to recover.
Half an hour later...
OK, it's time to sit on the desk and look irresistably gorgeous as only I know how.
An hour later...
I could do this forever! Although, it is a little boring. I know, it's time to turn into PSYCHOPANTS!!
--eyes widen--
--tail fluffs out---
--a cat dashes from one end of the house to the other without actually touching the ground--
Now to scratch something... to DEATH!!
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on 2006-10-27 12:33 am (UTC)Roll sleepily out of a night-time nap and amble upstairs, announcing my presence with a series of loud maows. Jump on someone's chest if they've been stupid enough to leave their bedroom door open. Whine until they feed me.
Devour entire pouch of soft food. Whine. Get second pouch. Result! Works every time...
Wow, eating is tough work. Better have a little bath, and then I definitely need a nap.
Mmm, that was a good nap, let's get some more food. ...Damn, they've all left.
Uh-oh, the runty arthritic cat who is almost ten times my age is approaching. Better make myself look small. Being a male Maine Coone, this is not as easy a task as one might think.
She glared at me! I cower.
Wow, I need at least two naps to get over that.
Much later...
Yay! Humans! You starved me, you cruel wretches, now give me at least two more pouches!
Definitely need another nap.
That shelf looks fun. Let's have a climb... Crap. Fell off. *shifty eyes* Must not let the humans know that not all cats are elegantly graceful. I know! I'll look beautiful, maybe get more food, and then they'll forget.
Hmm, looks like they're going to bed, better roll about on the floor and look wonderful... Two more pouches. Score.
I love my gluttonous fraidey cat ^.^
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on 2006-10-27 01:30 am (UTC)It's hilarious when cats fall off things, isn't it? They have to go off somewhere and look gorgeous and pretend they actually meant to do that. Oh yes indeed. I didn't fall, I slid gracefully to the ground.
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on 2006-10-18 05:07 pm (UTC)Sorry to hear about the definitive death of the Ipod *hugs*. May it rest in peace (or is that pieces? ^_~)
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on 2006-10-18 11:15 pm (UTC)I can't wait to write the stories!
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on 2006-10-18 11:16 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2006-10-18 10:11 pm (UTC)Perhaps, whilst exploring the world of the silly story you could include a tribute character to honour the spirit of the iPod... The obligatory-singing-girl-in-pink who appears at random times to spread her message of "hips don't lie" to the adoring masses :)
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on 2006-10-18 11:17 pm (UTC)A character who personified my iPod would be very silly indeed. It would asleep at random times and order people to make sure it was woken up every day, lest it die. And then its would wander off every now and then, leaving behind an empty, music-less shell. I don't think people would like it very much. :D
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on 2006-10-18 11:19 pm (UTC)You're right - if you're writing, then something good is happening. Even on those days when you'd rather stick your head in a bucket of slugs than try to force out reluctant words.
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on 2006-10-18 11:12 pm (UTC)Sorry about the iPod. I think the battery in mine is dying. Stupid things.
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on 2006-10-18 11:23 pm (UTC)Hehe - yes, the dessicated animal parts. Well, it wouldn't be a proper love potion if it didn't have some, would it? :)
I'm very fond of fairy tales myself. A few years ago, I was playing with re-writing them and it was a lot of fun. The whole concept of the fairy tale itself is endlessly fascinating.
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on 2006-10-22 03:34 am (UTC)~Kelly Parra
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