“Friends shouldn’t sell each other out,” it said with pity and reproach, “figuratively OR literally.”
And welcome, readers, to the end of the month and the Final Week Fable! The time when I force myself to keep my writer’s muscles in practice by banging out a short story based on an image in my collection.
What tale awaits us this time? What adventures lie in store? Well, for starters, our hint for this month is:
Yes, another fantasy story. What a surprise. Deal with it! And be prepared to learn why Magic Is Friendship!
Not for the first nor the last time, he had to fight the feeling that he was prancing on rooftops in the nude and climbing like a chimpanzee in the Borneo jungle.
Well, it’s that time of the month again, folks! Where I, a writer writing about writing stuff, attempt to do stuff that is actually writing! And what image shall be the inspiration for this month’s tale?
So clearly, this is going to be a very tasteful and refined short story. One which asks the most fundamental question at the very core of our psyche:
Who would win in a fight: A werewolf or a velociraptor?
Apparently, displaying the corpse of Le Fay’s little acolyte who was cursing my fields has discouraged further uprisings.
Hey, hey, it’s the last weekend of the month! Or at the very least, it was. That means it’s time for another SHORT STORY! …Of COURSE I have an audience looking forward to these! Can I pull this off a SECOND time?
So, what will be The Write Stuff’s next short story/mini-fic? What MONSTROSITIES lurk within his image folder? And based on the picture alone, just WHAT will be written about it?
And this month’s picture iiiiiiis:
So let us go back through the mists of time and legend. An age of chivalry, valour, and strange women distributing swords at the bottom of lakes as the basis for government. For at the Round Table of King Arthur’s court, the greatest of knights gather to serve as a shining example of humanity. And THESE…are not those knights.
Without further ado, I now present: The Knights at the Kids’ Table!
They’re the guys who’ll decisively travel back in time and kill baby Hitler.
Stories, sides, life. Things tend to be seen in black and white, evil and good, dark and light. It’s a distinction that lies in our most primal archetypes, a desire for epic scales and stakes, for the world to make sense.
And then there’s the reality of everything in-between. Those who aren’t wholly good, nor wholly bad. Those defined by the codes they reject as much as by the codes they hold. The grey. Fifty shades of…what do you mean I already used that title gag? That was a completely different topic!
I don’t feel hopeful that they’ll beat the odds and succeed; I feel resigned to their deaths, and think it’d be nice if they met it with dignity.
Logan does a lot right. Well-paced, good balance of action and emotion, very elegant conservation of information that is transmitted smoothly in a plot-relevant way, all of which are difficult to achieve in any film, let alone an action-fantasy. Does a lot for the comic book movie genre to bring more mature storylines to light, along with all the other ‘serious fan’ pontifications. Proves that good writing can transcend genres and categories, surpassing supposed restrictions with creative execution.
In fact, there’s only one thing it fails to do: Make me happy.
What can we learn from barely competent teaching staff and poor hiring standards?
Class is once again in session! Yes, that idiom was to be expected. Yes, you are fully allowed to cringe at me. Just as planned!
Today, I’ll be talking about a staple of fantastic settings and what we can learn from it: The SUPERSCHOOL! One highly popular example of a very involved setting.
Whether it’s an academy, the school, a magical order, or an alien police force, these are institutions built around the idea of collecting what we’d consider “special” and training it to perfection. From Xavier’s School For Gifted Youngsters to the Hogwarts School For Witchcraft And Wizardry, these have been a rich source for potential stories.
The main purpose of these, of course, is to teach superpowered individuals how to responsibly control and use their powers. Otherwise you’ll end up with all sorts of tragedy and collateral damage. Though the mission statement and end goals can vary, ultimately they’re about getting all that power in one place and getting it under control or awarded after rigorous training.
But what’s the deal with these schools? When’s something normal or not, and what’s the nuts and bolts behind it? What can we learn from barely competent teaching staff and poor hiring standards?