- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- Multiple posts per week
- Online Availability
- It varies wildly.
- Writing Levels
- Advanced
- Prestige
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Nonbinary
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- I'm open to a wide range of genres. Obscenely wide. It's harder for me to list all I do like than all I don't like.
My favorite settings are fantasy combined with something else, multiverse, post-apoc, historical (mixed with something else), and futuristic. I'm not limited to those, but it's a good start.
My favorite genres include mystery, adventure, action, drama, tragedy (must be mixed with something else and kept balanced), romance (again must be mixed, and more.
I'm happy to include elements of slice-of-life and romance, but doing them on their own doesn't hold my interest indefinitely.
My Writing Explorations series of exercises are a chance for users to explore new concepts and practice the art of raising two fingers to Writer's Block while screaming obscenities to fickle muses: to rebel against the idea that a person requires a mythical force inside them to make new and amazing things.
No. Listen well, users: there is no being inside you waiting to be let out. You are the writer, and in this exercise, you are given a place to push not only against Writer's Block, but also against the forces of stagnation. Feel trapped in your genre? Explore a new one! Stuck with a singular archetype? Do something else! In this thread, you will not be critiqued unless you request it. Should you wish it, I will happily offer my thoughts on how it might be improved, but I will not comb looking for fixes: this isn't the place: this place is for safely trying new things and indulging a love of writing.
Shake the bars of your cell block and roar, writers!
[fieldbox=How do I take part?]You can write to one or more (or none) of the prompts, the theme in the thread title, the bonuses—hell, you can even cast aside all of what I offer if you get a different idea.
The whole point is "get writing!"[/fieldbox]
Prompts:
Bonus Rounds:
No. Listen well, users: there is no being inside you waiting to be let out. You are the writer, and in this exercise, you are given a place to push not only against Writer's Block, but also against the forces of stagnation. Feel trapped in your genre? Explore a new one! Stuck with a singular archetype? Do something else! In this thread, you will not be critiqued unless you request it. Should you wish it, I will happily offer my thoughts on how it might be improved, but I will not comb looking for fixes: this isn't the place: this place is for safely trying new things and indulging a love of writing.
Shake the bars of your cell block and roar, writers!
[fieldbox=How do I take part?]You can write to one or more (or none) of the prompts, the theme in the thread title, the bonuses—hell, you can even cast aside all of what I offer if you get a different idea.
The whole point is "get writing!"[/fieldbox]
Prompts:
- Life was weird when your Saturday mornings consisted of helping your mother untangle your father's hair from the branches that grew from his skull.
- A young boy kidnaps a girl and uses magic on her in secret until his parents discover what he has done to his victim.
- His mother just stood there, staring at him as if she'd never seen him before—as if he were a stranger. A terrifying stranger, or a memory best forgotten.
- The child never knew his true parents, or the truth of who or what he might be, but he imagined there was a reason he was raised by a woman incapable of death and a man bred to fight monsters.
Bonus Rounds:
- Write in a random genre.
- And she cried for him—my god, did she cry for him—the boy who never existed at all.
- "If you don't apologize, I'm gonna tell your mom."
"Oh, please. I'm an adult! I can do what I want."
"Ok... Honey!"
"No, wait! I'm sorry! I'll go tell the neighbors I'm sorry, too!" - He struggled so badly with talking to the first girl he'd met since his hormones awakened, he decided to seduce her by text.
- "So, what we heard from the bathroom last night—language lessons, huh?"
- A flash of knowledge beyond his age invaded his mind, accompanied by memories of his hands offering weapons to people and creatures he'd never met. The hands were his, but did not look like his.
- "Dad! Mom died again!"