Fan rant follows.
Chuck Wendig, author and blogger extraordinaire, has this to say on the subject of writing the book you have inside you.
For those who like to write, if you could only read one really helpful article this
year decade lifetime, this is the one. I’m a huge fan of El Wendigo, which is why I buy his books. Buying the first one is applause for the author. Buying subsequent ones is a standing ovation.
I’m steely-eyed when it comes to reading ‘advice’ from people who think they know how to do everything but can’t get other people to buy their books. Most of what they write about writing is obvious, pretentious, or just plain bullshit. So, I’m not a fan of writers trying to tell others what they should or shouldn’t do, when they don’t take their own advice. Fuck them. I have nothing against the horse they rode in on, though.
Go read what Wendig just wrote. The man deserves a statue like Rocky Balboa had, although it’d probably need pen and paper rather than boxing gloves, less hair, and maybe a bit of a paunch.
I haven’t done a Chuck Wendig Challenge for a while, but his latest one worked in well with a longer story (8,000 words) I’ve just written, so I wrote this one with the idea that it would be a prequel to that, but, as often happens, it took on a life of its own.
Here’s the Challenge:
Here’s Romulus & Rhemus. (The Werewolf Version).
To quote a Joss Whedon line. Yep, huge Firefly and Serenity fan here. Although, as soon as I wrote the header I swear I heard Village People singing ‘Can’t stop the music’. Anyway, it’s true that you can’t stop the signal, but it’s equally true that you don’t have to tune into it.
For the last few days I’ve been toying with the idea of writing about creativity and where my ideas come from, because I have a process that often works for me. Some people get a story idea and then find the characters needed to tell it. Others develop a character and then find a story to fit around it. Others do both, and some find a specific theme they like and find a thousand ways to tell it.
I used a random generator for the X and Y choices and came up with Robocop and Silence of the Lambs. Here ’tis.
“Stop being a bastard. You have fifteen seconds to comply,” said Robocop, his Auto9 Beretta93R at the ready.
“Tell me about the lambs, Clarice,” Hannibal replied smoothly.
The Dark God rose behind her, quietly building the fury it would unleash. Before the next pulse could pump through her heart she turned and rammed the Sword of Fire into the centre of his chest, thrusting it home with all the power of the Elementals. Surprise registered on his face as he looked down. In seconds, he exploded in a shower of sparks and oily flames, the Sword hanging suspended in the air until she reached for it and returned it to its scabbard.
The Challenge: Write an opening sentence.
followed by Pick an opening sentence and go.
The title sentence was provided by Shauna Clinning. http://shaunamooreclinning.com Thank you, Shauna. Thank you, Chuck.
PS. I don’t know what happened here but only the opening paragraph published and I didn’t notice it until much later. Here’s the complete 1,261 short story.
A short story for the Chuck Wendig Challenge http://terribleminds.com/ramble/2015/04/10/flash-fiction-challenge-time-again-to-write-an-opening-sentence/
I wrote this from the sentence created by Tori.
The stains from dragon vomit almost never came out, and being covered in it while standing in a pile of manure, Donovan should have known better than to think the day couldn’t get any worse.
Chuck Wendig’s ‘The first line’ Challenge.
The first line was contributed by devsmess. I wonder if she knew what she was letting herself in for.
Image credits go to my newest friend and source of inspiration, Bettina, at http://zeebam.com She is a very talented visual artist and writer, and an all-round lovely person. Go there. Immerse. Repeat.
** Multiple Warnings: strong continuous horror, catastrophic violence, disturbing image **
The darkroom was decades unused, but she found it still suitable for developing photos; and as the contours of the images darkened and formed, so did her impression of the mother she thought she knew.
Here’s my first dubious contribution to the latest Wendigism. http://terribleminds.com/ramble/2015/04/10/flash-fiction-challenge-time-again-to-write-an-opening-sentence/
The Challenge was to write a story from a first line provided by someone else. I chose Brenna Faye’s opening sentence for this story, which is long at around 3,300 words but which can be read simply as Part 1 if you prefer. Thanks to Brenna for the inspiration and Chuck for the Challenge.
“Let go of the past,” Madeline’s mother had always warned her, “for it feeds upon us all with great appetite, and wants to live again.”
This one was inspired by Kay Rumson http://kayerumson.blogspot.com and the pictures of Piscina Mirabile posted here http://magistraburke.blogspot.com.au/2012/08/where-would-vampires-hide-out-in-italy.html
With so many good images to choose from it’s hard to pick just one, so here’s the third.
This one was ‘WaspZilla’, contributed by Kristin at http://mireles-musings.blogspot.com.au/2015/04/wasp-zilla.html
*Note: Because this comes with multiple warnings I attempted to ask Kristin (twice) if she was okay with strong content, but her blog kept eating my comments. I toned the story down from the original, but it’s still pretty full-on. Kristin did say on her blog that she wanted a story that’d give her nightmares, so I hope this fills the bill.
Strong horror warning. Catastrophic injuries warning. Strong violence warning. Environmental disaster warning.
Here’s the Challenge, to write a story to an image posted by Chuck or others who’re so inclined. I just couldn’t go past the image provided by Leslie. Here it is.
This hugely appeals to my sense of the genuinely strange, so thanks to Leslie for allowing me to let loose my Inner Weirdo.
Wendig’s at it again, and so am I. Here’s the Challenge. http://terribleminds.com/ramble/2015/04/03/flash-fiction-challenge-share-an-image-write-a-story/ The image I chose to write to is of some Standing Stones in Wales. Jana Denardo supplied the image here: http://smg.photobucket.com/user/DocDana/media/100_1362.jpg.html The name of my story is ‘Y Ddraig Goch’ (The Welsh Dragon). Enjoy. Continue reading
Chuck Wendig is the Ultimate Filthy Weirdo and a hell of a good writer. More than that, though, he’s a guy who shares what he’s learned and offers non-stop encouragement punctuated by butt plug bookends and monkeys doing painful shit to alien anuses.
So, after spending a few days unpicking the panties some retarded Christian app designers used to jam his butt right up to (and including) his transverse colon, he decided on a joint project smack down – this Challenge.
In 2000 words, we’re encouraged and sort of mildly threatened/intimidated into compliance with his fight for shite. For my part, which is the first Wendig Challenge I’ve undertaken, I excerpted from Book 1 of a trilogy I wrote in 2013. To fit the word count I truncated some of the original, but only to keep the smut count as high as possible.
Here ’tis. Enjoy, and go visit Wendig.