Sunday, July 17, 2011

Imaginings

Imagination is a beautiful and scary thing, my friend. Anything is possible inside your imagination, which, I suppose could be wonderful...if your body had no limitations. So, to pacify ourselves, some of us (me, and I know I'm not the only one) make up stories beginning from the question "what if..."


"What if there was this village that was totally burned down by mercenaries- leaving only one survivor, a girl, and a young healer found her, thus igniting THE GREATEST, MOST WONDERFUL AND ENDURING LOVE EVER BORN!"


Far-fetched? Of course. Fun and time-consuming? Hells yes.
The best part about this sort of imagining is that you have to make it work. You have to make an unbelievable plot, full of holes, believable. You have the opportunity to create fantastical worlds and memorable characters while researching about these ideas, making them plausible enough to not sound entirely stupid. You say you want to torture your characters in a dungeon? Great! TO THE GOOGLECAVE!!!
Find out about your subject, research and explore what other authors/ historians have said about the nature of your subject. Then write it down. It always helps me to make notes about what I find...I also get a laugh when other people find my notes.
"Uhhh....Kureaa?"
"Huh? Yeah?"
"Why are you writing about sexual abuse...and whips...chains...and -WHAT?!?!?!"
"Oh! You mean the part about 16th century medicine and cauterizing?"

"....I- I have to leave."




One way to help these imaginings along is though the venue of role playing. You can find one or even a few friends to write a story with you, which would make it more interesting for everyone involved. Each of you create a character. You can stay in the real world or make up your own. Having someone else helps keep you honest with the rules of your universe and challenges you to fix plot holes. Plus, it gives you all something to do when you're bored.





Till next time,

Kureaa

Saturday, July 2, 2011

A Beginning

This is not how my day usually ends. I didn't wake up this morning and decide to make myself a blog...but, here I am...

I would like to promise anyone who ever reads this that The Glass Box will be a blog with consistent posts, wit, fabulous insights on life and general awesomeness. However, this will probably be a blog about a young woman who has no direction in life and tends to kvetch about things far more than she works to change them. I do promise to practice hard at creating something worth reading, though. Any suggestions and/ or comments are appreciated, though, if the comment is in bad taste, it shall be removed.

That said; here I am...a blog writer. I think.