There once was a pretty bad novel. The protagonist was a pretty angry fellow. He couldn't lose a fight, even if he wanted. He was king of the world, quite literally. Everyone bowed, there was really no hardships. Bad guys tried to do things and failed. He got the girl.
The book was pretty bad. I'm hesitant, really, to call it a novel. But this was obvious and it was rewritten and its world soon crumbled to dust. Whole continents fell and shattered away, whole forests burned to the ground. Three of five countries remained and there they began to expand. The countries shifted and turned around, together they formed an island. The border of the world picked up itself and became a volcano in the middle. Barbarians popped into existence. Islands swirled to the surface. Rivers froze up and cataclysmically thawed, and throughout it all, the young boy persisted.
He was born, so quite beyond his control, king of the world indeed. He was born, unfortunately, stronger than most around him and had a wicked arrogance problem. One thing's for sure, though, this didn't go unnoticed, and that arrogance was soon to be brought in check. The whole king thing was made a pivotal choice. The girl or the crown indeed. The strength was played against him too and eventually he got smacked upside the face.
For you see, it was in one of these EARLY EARLY drafts that the author discovered development. You'll have to excuse, the author was young, and didn't know the ways of the world. Eventually, the boy became, more or less, relatable. But even still the story was lacking. I mean, really, a boy who grows to be king of everything? So the author sat down one pivotal day, looked at his creation in dismay and realized for it to take shape he would have to get pretty serious.
The plot was taken up, ripped to shreds, and the story brought back to life. The world shifted, the dimensions altered, and magic redesigned. The protagonists was brought to face against a foil, confined within the walls of society, the antagonist was made a respectable man and all could be sympathetic to his cause.
But most of all, what made it work, was the acceptance of what was bad. So the author did take that story of his and he kept the ending as well. The boy of arrogance, a Mary Sue to be sure, who conquered everyone and everything around, became the king of the world, he did indeed, but you know what the readers found? In the very next chapter all was made clear, this clown was simply delusional.
And yet still, a decade later, the story continued to be rebuilt.
- Municipal Liaison
- The Rocke
- This used to be "Non-noveling interests" to which everyone said "those don't exist." Writing is pretty much my life. I've been writing for over a decade. I've gone to school for writing, I'm heading two non-NaNo writing groups. Pretty much everything I do is because of or in pursuit of writing. But my experience isn't exclusionary. I'm here to help in any way that I can.
- Favorite noveling music:
- I've got eclectic tastes
- Various Not-For-Profits
- Favorite books or authors:
- All time favourites? Patrick Rothfuss and Brent Weeks. Booya! I met Anne Simpson and Jane Urquhart. They're pretty great too.