Fiction
Fiction. The trick
is to not burden the user or viewer with a lot of technical terms they
can't understand but to make the experience with the program or the show
fun, exciting and easy to follow.
Scene 1:
No, I don't have the book in front of me. I read it in 1976. Five through 12 is my own creation.
I probably wouldn't add 5 to 12 until later and keep chapter one and 2 clean for opposing sides and then weave in Bryan Wayne Richardson into the story after my hero recognizes those rough looking men who made him feel uncomfortable around the antagonist.
And I love this from Collins' son: who points out to his father that no government of any truly free nation has a qualified bill of rights which is unguaranteed and/or can be suspended or revoked in peacetime; only tyrannies and freedomless nations do.
Okay, so what if I were wanting to write a romance novel? (I love these by the way)
Take a female hero with an ego the size of New York City and make her vulnerable, make her hate the guy she'll learn to love, make her idea of a knight in shinning armor turn out to be a complete dick, throw in plenty of great sex scenes and make her realize the guy she hates is a real life knight in shinning armor.
Crocodile Dundee and Romancing the Stone
All good fiction is about good verses evil. The tracks each genre follows tacks differently in the wind of inevitable fate.
As for me, I wrote 7 short motorcycle fiction in 1980 in one day. Five went into print because I was able to follow a very restrictive pattern of 2,100 words. Two were used in 1980, one was used in 1984 and two others were used in 1987.
I was also published in the Writer Magazine. On writing fiction for Motorcycle Magazines.
LITERALLY FICTION
Like poetry, if you love the play of words like this:
In the simmer of a sizzling day, night came with the blazing orchestration of loud explosions, screaming rockets and the hiss of a thousand multi colored light paintings. Many forming shooting stars, some like perfect silver dandelions. The reward of being near these works of fire; the stench of burnt sulfur and phosphor.
Like a mad minute in Vietnam, only the colors weren't being shot into the air, they were raining down upon us. Dark like midnight. Memories like madness. Sounds like screams.
Things you want to forget. Things you know you never will.
As a rule, literally publications don't pay you for your efforts. Sometimes, prestige is enough.
Scene 1:
- Hero goes to his boss's funeral
- Hero now has inherited the responsibilities of his boss
- Hero observes people around him that are morning over his boss's untimely death
- Hero also notices some cold, rough looking men who make him feel uncomfortable
- Hero pays his last respects to his boss
- When done, our hero, the newly appointed Attorney General places his hand on the bible and raises his hand and says, "I do."
- Walking up to his limo, our hero gets abruptly greeted by a person he has never met before and then gets into his limo
- At home, our hero finds a piece of paper in his suit jacket.
- He unfolds it. "Tierney starts at the top. B.W.R "
- "Honey, do you know a B.W.R?"
- He hears his wife chuckle. "Who hasn't. That's Bryan Wayne Richardson."
- "Pardon me for my ignorance, whose he?" asks our hero.
- Well, no one has ever seen him in person. He's the most clandestine whistle blower in DC."
- "I just did." The crashing of a plate in the kitchen told the hero what the impact that statement had on her. It was not good.
No, I don't have the book in front of me. I read it in 1976. Five through 12 is my own creation.
I probably wouldn't add 5 to 12 until later and keep chapter one and 2 clean for opposing sides and then weave in Bryan Wayne Richardson into the story after my hero recognizes those rough looking men who made him feel uncomfortable around the antagonist.
And I love this from Collins' son: who points out to his father that no government of any truly free nation has a qualified bill of rights which is unguaranteed and/or can be suspended or revoked in peacetime; only tyrannies and freedomless nations do.
Okay, so what if I were wanting to write a romance novel? (I love these by the way)
Take a female hero with an ego the size of New York City and make her vulnerable, make her hate the guy she'll learn to love, make her idea of a knight in shinning armor turn out to be a complete dick, throw in plenty of great sex scenes and make her realize the guy she hates is a real life knight in shinning armor.
Crocodile Dundee and Romancing the Stone
All good fiction is about good verses evil. The tracks each genre follows tacks differently in the wind of inevitable fate.
As for me, I wrote 7 short motorcycle fiction in 1980 in one day. Five went into print because I was able to follow a very restrictive pattern of 2,100 words. Two were used in 1980, one was used in 1984 and two others were used in 1987.
I was also published in the Writer Magazine. On writing fiction for Motorcycle Magazines.
LITERALLY FICTION
Like poetry, if you love the play of words like this:
In the simmer of a sizzling day, night came with the blazing orchestration of loud explosions, screaming rockets and the hiss of a thousand multi colored light paintings. Many forming shooting stars, some like perfect silver dandelions. The reward of being near these works of fire; the stench of burnt sulfur and phosphor.
Like a mad minute in Vietnam, only the colors weren't being shot into the air, they were raining down upon us. Dark like midnight. Memories like madness. Sounds like screams.
Things you want to forget. Things you know you never will.
As a rule, literally publications don't pay you for your efforts. Sometimes, prestige is enough.
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