Serious case of writer's block

[Storm Kesocascay]

Recently, I swore that I would write far more and get as many books out and published as possible. Well, I broke that promise. The last time I wrote was back in early May. (feel free to punish me accordingly)

Right now, the Night and Day, my sequel, is the least of my worries. I need to get some trung novels or something out and published as soon as possible. This will pick up my endurance and kick-start a writing-adrenaline rush. Any ideas on what to write? The only thing I absolutely REFUSE to write is Kama-Sutra or Romance. Those are not my genres and I can't write them. Other than that, I'll take just about anything at this point.

 

[Svrtnsse]

Back to basics: The evil dragon captures the princess and the brave night goes to save her and then they live happily ever after.

 

[Svrtnsse]

I meant to type knight, but maybe the princess' savior could be the spirit of the night?

 

[Butterfly]

Or... the evil knight captures one of the last dragons and the brave princess goes to rescue him\her.

 

[MFreako]

Or... the evil knight captures one of the last dragons and the brave princess goes to rescue him\her.

Now that, my friend, is something I would read.

 

[Spider]

This might help with some ideas.

Seventh Sanctum - Story Generator

 

[Mara Edgerton]

How about the story from the heroic dragon's point of view--the dragon who wipes out these crummy human princes and princesses who have taken over his land.

 

[Storm Kesocascay]

How about the story from the heroic dragon's point of view--the dragon who wipes out these crummy human princes and princesses who have taken over his land.

That sounds interesting.

 

[Storm Kesocascay]

Or... the evil knight captures one of the last dragons and the brave princess goes to rescue him\her.

Sounds kind of like Eragon.

 

[ndmellen]

start a scene off with a dead body at your feet and a bloodied weapon in your hand. The corpse is that of your best friend/ brother. How did you get there?

 

[A. E. Lowan]

I've always wanted to start a story with the line, "At first we thought we could control the fire..."

 

[skip.knox]

You are at a night club. You see a well-dressed man in a fancy car with a beautiful woman, but the man is well-lit. One foot hangs out of the door and the valet is trying to get him stuffed in. Suddenly the woman dumps the drunk and drives away. You decide to help the fellow, against your better judgment.

Yeah, I know. But where would *you* take the story?

 

[Azza]

If I'm really struggling with inspiration for writing, I sometimes transform a real event in my own life into a fantasy setting. This can sometimes produce the spark which might lead on to full novels or whatever! So for example: last year I lost my dog (not true).

Fantasy Transformation:
The Keeper of Beasts at the Arcane University accidentally left the door of the bloodhound's cage ajar, the bloodhound escapes and the Keeper must go on a wild chase through the city to capture the animal before it hurts somebody (or the University Director finds out)!

It works with pretty much anything, and it provides a basic plot with the number of characters and the sequence of events already laid out for you. Even if this doesn't lead to the writing of a masterpiece, it's great writing practice!

 

[Weaver]

start a scene off with a dead body at your feet and a bloodied weapon in your hand. The corpse is that of your best friend/ brother. How did you get there?

Yeah, but people always say to avoid prologues, so I had to delete that part...

 

[Svrtnsse]

start a scene off with a dead body at your feet and a bloodied weapon in your hand. The corpse is that of your best friend/ brother. How did you get there?

Let's improve on that; the corpse is actually your own. You know because you've lived in it all your life, but who are you now?

 

[Svrtnsse]

Ok, so let's combine things.

You're at the club. You're having a great time; checking out the hotties, sipping a baccardi like it's your birthday. Suddenly the scent of burnt flesh fills your nostrils and you realize the club is on fire. You flap your wings but you realize that the room is much too small for you and that people are fleeing from you in terror. What happened? You weren't a dragon this morning?

 

[ndmellen]

Yeah, but people always say to avoid prologues, so I had to delete that part...

Then call it chapter one.

 

[Weaver]

Then call it chapter one.

Y'know, that is exactly what I told my clone when he expressed concern about the prologue on one of his novels.

 

[Weaver]

Ok, so let's combine things.

You're at the club. You're having a great time; checking out the hotties, sipping a baccardi like it's your birthday. Suddenly the scent of burnt flesh fills your nostrils and you realize the club is on fire. You flap your wings but you realize that the room is much too small for you and that people are fleeing from you in terror. What happened? You weren't a dragon this morning?

...And then I think, Wait a minute! I thought it was supposed to be caffeine, not alcohol, that caused uncontrollable shapeshifting.

(I've got a WiP in which the MC was a dragon that morning.)

 

[Svrtnsse]

(I've got a WiP in which the MC was a dragon that morning.)

That must have been some serious night before-ing.