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Took out the garbage. And there won't be anymore of it, I think.
Another update regarding Lost Silberburg. TLDR: It's going to be deleted because I'm nowhere near satisfied with anything in it and with it.
It still has no direction. There so many ideas crammed in my head labelled Lost Silberburg that it's not even funny. And I changed the focus of it so many times in my head that I only see trees and not a forest. The fact that I have multiple narrators in that story makes it even worse. I have Short Story Tales for that and don't need a second one where people also have to dig for the red string in that whole mess. Thus Lost Silberburg has to go.
Besides, I don't feel like urban fantasy is my particular field.
It still has no direction. There so many ideas crammed in my head labelled Lost Silberburg that it's not even funny. And I changed the focus of it so many times in my head that I only see trees and not a forest. The fact that I have multiple narrators in that story makes it even worse. I have Short Story Tales for that and don't need a second one where people also have to dig for the red string in that whole mess. Thus Lost Silberburg has to go.
Besides, I don't feel like urban fantasy is my particular field.
Quick update: There will be a few notifications regarding Lost Silberburg today. Shit's on fire and time is running out.
Memo to self: only particpate in competitions when you have a plan. This is a mess. A mess that I have to clean up over the coming week.
You're allowed to slap me for this.
Happy new year everyone.
Okay, it's time to criticise myself. Specifically Lost Silberburg.
First, some information. I had originally planned to write something else entirely. Different genre, different time, possibly a different tone, certainly with a different core. I can give a couple of reasons now why that didn't happen. Hindsight is wonderful like that. I could say that the genre itself was, and still is, unfamiliar to me. I could say that the core idea was, and knowing me still is, more than I can chew. I could say that I had, and most likely still have, trouble giving it the tone and structure I want it to have. And all of that is true. But at the time, I decided against it on a whim, and a song. Herr Mannelig to be precise.
And with just this one song I suddenly had this city in my mind. A city unknown to anyone except for those knowing about it and fairies. I make it sound like some grand now but it wasn't. It was just this thing in my head. Not even the coolest thing. The basic concept of such a city, or nation even, is probably as old as humanity itself. It just tickled me.
Now, this whole thing has one massive and massively glaring flaw because it was born out of a whim. There's no plan, no structure. Right now and is it stands at the moment, it is just me running circles because it intrigues. There's no skeleton idea to hold it. There's no direction for it to walk. Not to mention the holes, or rather horrible transitions, it has.
For example, Never-Bride Bergatroll just ends with Fay walking out and the next thing is Silberburg Nachtschau. No conclusion for that little thing. Just on to the next which has the same problem. There's no red string to connect it all.
Right now, Lost Silberburg is me running around doing stuff. It's Short Story Tales V2 so to speak. But I do have a plan, kind of sort of. With a big Maybe and a small Perhaps. It took me almost 6,000 words in Lost Silberburg to get that idea, and it probably isn't a good idea.
First, some information. I had originally planned to write something else entirely. Different genre, different time, possibly a different tone, certainly with a different core. I can give a couple of reasons now why that didn't happen. Hindsight is wonderful like that. I could say that the genre itself was, and still is, unfamiliar to me. I could say that the core idea was, and knowing me still is, more than I can chew. I could say that I had, and most likely still have, trouble giving it the tone and structure I want it to have. And all of that is true. But at the time, I decided against it on a whim, and a song. Herr Mannelig to be precise.
And with just this one song I suddenly had this city in my mind. A city unknown to anyone except for those knowing about it and fairies. I make it sound like some grand now but it wasn't. It was just this thing in my head. Not even the coolest thing. The basic concept of such a city, or nation even, is probably as old as humanity itself. It just tickled me.
Now, this whole thing has one massive and massively glaring flaw because it was born out of a whim. There's no plan, no structure. Right now and is it stands at the moment, it is just me running circles because it intrigues. There's no skeleton idea to hold it. There's no direction for it to walk. Not to mention the holes, or rather horrible transitions, it has.
For example, Never-Bride Bergatroll just ends with Fay walking out and the next thing is Silberburg Nachtschau. No conclusion for that little thing. Just on to the next which has the same problem. There's no red string to connect it all.
Right now, Lost Silberburg is me running around doing stuff. It's Short Story Tales V2 so to speak. But I do have a plan, kind of sort of. With a big Maybe and a small Perhaps. It took me almost 6,000 words in Lost Silberburg to get that idea, and it probably isn't a good idea.
But it's an idea I can bite into with relative ease. I will just have fun getting it done.
Another thing. I either don't talk or talk your ears off. The middle ground isn't really my thing, apparently.
Another thing. I either don't talk or talk your ears off. The middle ground isn't really my thing, apparently.
No more stories because my PC is breaking down. And typing on mobile drives me already insane.
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