In science fiction and fantasy, there are many unpleasant truths about human life that we sometimes like to sweep under the rug. Humans have to eat, sleep, exercise, breath and lots of other inconvenient things that might seem like obstacles to the development of a story. Obstacles, however, are really opportunities in disguise, and in this week’s writing prompt, we will turn human necessities into creative avenues for the enterprising author.
One of the challenges consistently faced by writers is the task of naming characters. Coming up with the right name is no small endeavor, especially when just any name won’t do. The character’s identity is at stake, as well as their reception from your readers. So how do you find the perfect names for your characters?
“I can’t think of a name for him!” one of my friends told the members of our writing group early this week. It is a problem we see frequently in the group, and sometimes a difficult one to solve. “I’m so frustrated!” she said.
Her exasperation is certainly understandable. Trouble naming characters can be a headache and even a source of writers block. Fortunately, there are ways to overcome this obstacle!
Haujuapan de Leon is known in Mixtec as Ñuu dee, which means the “Place of Brave People.” The valley in which Haujuapan sits was settled by humans more two thousand years ago, beginning with the Ñuu Yate, the “Ancient Ones,” as early as 400 BCE. Today, this city in southern Mexico is home to about fifty thousand people.
Something was found hidden in the mountains not far from Haujaupan de Leon that is forcing us to reconsider some ideas that many thought were set in stone. So what was was uncovered near Ñuu dee and what does it have to do with this week’s prompt?
Colt Bayless is an artist and an aspiring writer. One of our younger contributors, his treatment of topics is often whimsical, putting aspects of everyday life in a new and fanciful light. His artwork focuses on fantasy subjects, and he has a particular affinity for using bold colors to bring dragons to life on the page. Colt hopes to one day write screenplays for movies. (more…)
“The path back to her own ship was now completely cut off. She would have to follow the corridor deeper into the Palais Rose until she could find somewhere to barricade herself off from the computer.”
To save humanity from extinction, Bella Hilarji undertakes a mission to raid computer parts from the Palais Rose, an abandoned solar research facility in orbit around a dead planet. Leaving her home and her family on the icy moons of a gas giant, where the human race remains barely clinging to existence, Hilarji confronts the split personalities of the facility’s aging computer, as it both tries to help her and kill her.
I cannot believe we are already starting into our fourth month online! We owe a ginormous Thank You! to all of our readers and followers here, on Twitter, Facebook, The Writers Community, and Protagonize. You are a super cool bunch, and you’ve made this past several months really awesome for me and my editor. We are both so thrilled to have you all and we hope that you will keep coming back for more.
Also, according to Merriam-Webster Online, ginormous is a real word, now. So you better bet I’m going to go crazy with it.
My editor and I wanted to share a few announcements with you all, and we are going to show you a few sneak peeks of our upcoming projects!
We also want to hear about your upcoming projects. So tell us in the comments below what you’ve been up to, and let us know how we can help.
In this week’s prompt, I will show you my method for inventing original universes and creating new characters. Follow these simple steps, and you might just banish writer’s block forever!
Zero tilted her head, shielding her eyes from the sun. It all looked so familiar, so much like her dream, that she wondered if she might be sleeping again. She took a step closer and stared off over the edge. The cliff dove down into a thick bank of clouds, through which nothing could be seen. Up above hung dark grey clouds; the sun shining through them only as a spot of light amidst the sea of gloom. Zero glanced back behind her. The plateau on which she stood stretched away to the horizon, an expanse, grand in its monotony, broken only by a single tree which stood leafless against the heavy sky.