Pitch us your novel.
>>24103521two people disagree over something to disastrous consequences.
>>24103521In a post-scarcity society, some guy becomes determined to tear down the walls that block out their land from everything else. However no one but him seems to care.After failing to get anyone to care, he annoys the wrong people and gets up getting a public execution. Before getting executed, he sees a tiny girl watching his death in a hiding spot. The only one who cared. He dies with a smile. The girl, proceeds to continue his work, but both traumatized at the death of an innocent man, betrayed by her lover and disillusioned by the willful ignorance of mankind, she eventually just goes into quasi-terrorism to force the world into caring about the wall. It works to get some people on her side even with the bulk hating and wanting to kill her.With the secret help of the area's political insider, she slowly causes a movement. To finally tear down the walls and find out what lies behind.Someone hired an assassin that finds an old, self-reflective protag. There's a final, poignant and partially puzzling conversation before she is never heard from again (her fate left ambiguous).The book time skips later as the book is now in the point of view of the last man to refuse to see what lies behind the wall. He's an old man, knowing his days on earth are numbered. He lived long enough to know about the previous events. He's a bold and bitter man and proud of it. People try to soften him only for him to harden further until he dies happily alone and ignorant. I need to think of the rest but that is the first third of the book. The rest will be about how the walls slowly come back up with the plot twist being that that the entire story is in time loop with the story ending taking place ~10 years before where the book starts. Things always revert to normal because humanity is incapable of change on its own. I guess that would be a good ending for some there, but I think that would be rather hackish so I'll have to think of a way that the time loop can break even if it doesn't. Perhaps there's one ultimate choice that causes the reversion of events. That or maybe I'll give all the protag's a chance to change what's to come and what has came, but they all decide otherwise out of nature.Thank you, I hope you enjoyed my Ted Talks.
gay sailors get oppressed by homophobic society
>>24103590Sounds interesting, I hope that you don't give up on writing the book
>>24103521SCIENCE-FICTION THRILLER— M.C. is mild-mannered oddball biochemist.— One night, messing about in his oddball way, he comes up with an amazing new virus.— It’s deadly and apparently indestructible. If it ever got out of the lab it would rapidly destroy the entire world population. (A bit like Ice-Nine in Cat’s Cradle, The Satan Bug by Alistair MacLean, etc.) It’s pretty easy to synthesize, too.— M.C. realizes someone else is going to stumble upon it sooner or later. Probably sooner.— The only hope is to make an antidote or vaccine, before some malign person or persons gets hold of the virus and releases it.— This will need big research facilities. He can’t do it alone. He needs to tell the authorities.— BUT he needs to tell the authorities in such a way that he doesn’t ‘spill the beans’ and show the whole world how to make the virus.— He approaches a few people.— His basic pitch: “There’s this really terrifying thing I can’t tell you about, and we need to develop an antidote.”— Needless to say, everyone laughs at him.— After months of frustration he gets an invitation to meet a mysterious figure, whom we’ll call X.— X takes M.C. seriously and gives him the resources to develop the vaccine.— M.C. sets to work.— While doing this he does a bit of investigation and discovers X’s cunning plan:— Get plenty of vaccine. Vaccinate yourself and your friends and a few million people you approve of. Then . . . show time!— If this were Hollywood, M.C. would disapprove of X.’s plan and thwart it somehow (perhaps by vaccinating the entire world population).— However, this isn’t Hollywood, so he’s going to do something else.
straight sailors get oppressed by a heterophobic society
>>24103521No thanks, I'll self publish instead.
It's an angry rant disguised as a novel. The plot, characters, etc. serve only as a vehicle to describe, in great detail, how much I hate the entire human race, all sentient life, and the horrible God that created this shitty universe. The fantasy elements involve figuring out how to uncreate spiritual beings, which is then done to the point where God himself finally begs for mercy, only to realize that I have none.
>>24103521I'm not writing to sell it or whatever, it's just a story for future me, but it's essentially fictional Jesus vs fictional Lucifer, both representing two exagerations of current me and the protagonist is my future wife
Get your own ideas shlomo
>>24103521It involves a sudden, almost instant, totally victorious "invasion" by an alien civilization so prosperous that it leaves nothing wanting to creature comforts and idle curiosity, with consequences not so quite so pleasant to people of a sadistic disposition. I imagine that that the original of the species looks a bit like cat-size jumping spiders with an ornate sense of dress, has a silly sense of fun, an absolute lack of paranoia, and sense of art that makes World Heritage Site designations seem ludicrously fleeting and limited by comparison. Obviously it's a fantasy pure as it gets, ir not so kitsch with the usual trappings of myth.
>>24105255>future wifeOh, so it's a fantasy.
>>24105484Yes
>>24105475*I like to imagine that they've had the technology to record everything in minute detail on earth for about 160,000 years, but only just then could reach that far to intervene in events from that distance. To some degree it's also a fantasy about complete transparency to the past, from the most intimately personal to geological time scales. Can you imagine a perspective that comfy? Wells came close, but only if you assume a certain security in return to his own time, which he leaves hanging, if implied in terms of narrative.
3 very strange guys from earth accident themselves into another world where they go on pulp inspired adventures to eventually impress a powerful dragon enough for it to explain how to get back home.
>>24103521I have many! Currently trying to publish a novel about a NYC restauranteur losing his business because of The Lockdown, where he has to deal with the insanity of everyday life from that time, be it the massive government spending, months spent indoors, rising crime, and eventual race riots. As for the others:>A novel about a central banker who goes to prison for fraud and tries to institute a fiat system on the inside>A novel about a post liberal revolution China, where the country is balkanized, suffers terrorist attacks from Islamic extremists based in a theocratic Muslim state in Xinjiang, and is basically a globohomo puppet of the CIA which sends transgender advisors to lead the state which are meant to mirror the corrupt eunuchs of Chinese history (hence the title: The Third Eunuch Era)>A novel where the central government of Italy collapses and falls into Medieval-styled City-states controlled by various mafia cliques>A novel where an American incel programmer vents his hatred of his Indian coworkers, primarily due to them hitting on the only female in the office that the MC is also interested in: A flat-chested Chinese woman>A novel about a Democrat presidential aid whose primary tasks revolve around cleaning up drug-fueled orgies hosted by the president's son (akin to Hunter Biden)
A society is building a tower to god. Hundreds of years have been put into building this tower, many men spent their short pitiful lives building this tower because its what everyone does, its what their fathers did. Its toiling and unsatisfying labor, yet they are willing to do it. A child sees his father die while building the tower. One day the tower collapses for no particular reason and not even the base is left salvageable. Every man puts down their tools and celebrates not having to build the tower anymore. Decades later the young boy is an old man with kids of his own and he notices that none of his kids have any identity or ambition or drive. A group of young people in the town discover the remains of the tower and begin rebuilding it. The new kids join them in building the tower just to have a sense of purpose in their life. None of the young people understand the curse they have just inflicted upon the society. Purpose.
The book is written as a recipebook / diary of an established, but not a master, alchemistIt details recipes for his potions as he runs his shop, but also has journal entries for his day to day life as he works through his research, talks about the life of the village he's in, outlines quests of adventurers he's sold potions to, etc.One of the big cores of the story is how one of his potions accidentally killed a miner in town when they used an explosive potion and the cave collapsed. He struggles with the guilt over it, despite it logically not being his fault. He ends up adopting the girl that the miner left behind and she inevitably serves as his apprentice and becomes his friend. The story would probably work better as a manga or anime, but I'm not gonna do either lol. I was thinking of writing this episodically and sumbitting it to Lam&>I don't know when it happened, exactly. We never spoke about it. But she would stay more than she would go. And the attic I used for storage would empty of boxes and fill with her toys and clothes and furniture from her old house. One day, after having slept in late the day after an exhaustive brewing session, I awoke to find my already full of the ingredients I meant to harvest that morning. I found myself telling her when I would be gone, and for how long, when I needed to source weeds from the river or woods. And I found myself finding her following me more often than not on these little adventures. On busy days in the shop, she would hang around in the rafters playing with Bane [the cat] (the Alchemist's name is Cillian Illstar (CIA) while I served our patrons. The moment I realized we had really become a team was one warm and rainy afternoon. A traveler came into the shop and asked for a potion to help him sleep. I had just begun my sales pitch when I heard the quick pitter patter of Luna's feet dash to the store room and skip back. She placed a bottle of Moonlighter on the counter, which her chin could barely reach over when she stood on her tip toes, with a beaming and smug smile on her face. (Pic rel) I patted her head and sold the potion to the traveler at a discount. As soon as he left, I gave her half the of the money as an allowance and asked her if she wanted to learn alchemy and be my apprentice. "I thought I already was?" She said
>>24106434>*I awoke to find my (mongolian) BASKET (weaving forum) already fullDo not write while tired bros
>>24105696Have all of them happening to different degrees within each novel and find a way to reference them to each other.
>>24103976the simplest solution to thwart X is to make the "vaccine" a well disguised poisonthen he can do the same process again because the danger he needs to eradicate isnt the supervirus, its the people who would dare to use it
>>24103521>A nuclear war breaks out while a British Channel ferry is in transit.>The Scottish Captain and a Welsh seaman from a submarine that attempts to commandeer their supplies (unsuccesfull, as a jihadist from Sudan dives from the deck into the Sub's open tower hatch to meet his maker, whereupon the Captain rammed it over, smoking, with hatches unsecured) are the last alive, trying to make for Rosslare to get out of the fallout's downwind path>They see something they both question. They don't mind if they don't make it after that, given the appalling behavior of the passengers and crews of the vessels.
>>24105490based
>>24105696Ok, but where is the pregnancy?
>>24103521I actually cannot pitch you my novel as I actually believe I'm on to something here and have been sending it to publishers.They're taking longer than they usually do to send rejections and I've only heard back once.I'll pitch you the idea I gave up on:Dude is a space travelling miner scooping ice out of planetary rings to feed a colony in Wolf 359.His ships AI forces him to make an emergency landing on a planet to collect some Uranium it believes its found.While on the planet, a plant that spreads its seeds with the force of a gunshot when it blooms tags one of his crew.The guy bleeds on the soil and some kind of alien animal licks at the blood.This dude was sick, common cold.Now the common cold has crossed into this planets ecosystem and is now thriving in an environment that was never selected to resist it.So now our main character, the ships doctor is demanding the stay behind to undo the damage they've done, the ships AI is demanding they leave because wages are getting higher than anticipated. The people on the ship are blaming each other for allowing the AI to scan the planet.And the reason I gave up on this idea: I couldn't decide who is punished for fucking up the evolution of this species when the ship returns in a way that didn't feel cheap.
>>24106611>I actually cannot pitch you my novel as I actually believe I'm on to something here and have been sending it to publishers.Biggest cope, at the end of the day it's all about execution>And the reason I gave up on this idea: I couldn't decide who is punished for fucking up the evolution of this species when the ship returns in a way that didn't feel cheap.It's no one's fault? No one could have predicted the alien plant was American
>>24106623Yeah but washing everyone's hands of the problem and deciding it was nobody's fault was just not working for me.When I started the idea I wanted it to be about the responsibility of exploration, to see new places and how to take responsibility when you irreparably damage them. It spawned from remembering when my Uncle accidentally set a camp ground on fire when I was a small boy.I didn't like that my uncle got away with starting a forest fire, I don't like my characters getting away with making a planet sick.
>>24106643Fair, but I feel like the setup is what caused this. Even if you accuse the AI, it's not really its fault to being with. I guess you could make the idea work if you invert the situation: The AI wants the guy to keep on scooping ice to feed the colony, but the supreme leader of this ship decides to get some Uranium instead because of some secretly selfish reason with the excuse of helping technological development in a less priviledged area or some other grand humanitarian cause. This could then develop into the AI becoming more aggressive with its oppositors to protect the population in the ship and the supreme leader using its actions as cover for his selfish plans.
>>24106643>>24106677> It spawned from remembering when my Uncle accidentally set a camp ground on fire when I was a small boy.But I guess my suggestion doesn't really scratch this itch, does it?
>>24103521winds up looks to 3rd looks to secon shakes head nods throws curve book.
>>24103521My novel is a medieval fantasy that focuses on the human psyche and the inner struggles of two wretched souls: a battle-hardened warrior and a young girl, both deeply scarred by their pasts. Their relationship, born of necessity and reluctant compassion, becomes a journey of mutual healing and redemption.The warrior has been trained since childhood to fight and kill, moving through the world as a weapon devoid of emotion or empathy. He feels no remorse for the destruction he leaves in his wake; until he encounters the girl. She is a child of about 9 to 12 years, shaped by a life of unimaginable cruelty. Her body bears the marks of her suffering, and her spirit oscillates between stoic resilience and an anger so fierce it borders on evil.At first, the warrior ignores the instinct to help her, retreating into his cold, detached world. But something buried deep within him drives him back to save her.The girl, mistrustful and hardened by her experiences, struggles to navigate the strange kindness the warrior offers. Her survival instincts lead her to misunderstand his motives, seeing relationships as transactional. This misconception forces the warrior to confront his own buried wounds and aversion of intimacy rooted in a childhood stolen by violence and exploitation. He may even bear the physical and emotional scars of that past in a way of being a mutilated eunuch.Each chapter alternates between their perspectives, while describing the same events, exposing how differently they perceive the world around them and each other. Through these contrasting viewpoints, the story explores profound themes: the deepest trenches the human psyche can descend into, the complexities of healing from trauma, and the question of whether those who have done harm can ever truly find redemption.As the story progresses, the girl begins to see that the world, though often cruel, is not devoid of hope. For the first time, she finds someone who will protect her without asking for anything in return, as the warrior becomes hee surrogate dad-figure. In turn, the warrior, emotionally a child himself and unfamiliar with care, discovers a sense of purpose and connection in her trust. As he experiences the feeling of mattering to someone, he begins to look at her not only as a daughter, but as sort of a mother-like entiry as well.Ultimately, this is a story about people beyond saving looking for redemption which they might find, might not. Currently, I would end it with the warrior's suicide. As he slowly develops understanding on his own cruelty, he decided to eliminate the "last remaining evil of the world," after they completed their quest and found a place for the girl to safely grow up at. But this is just a sudden idea and I'll never write anything because I'm a talentless ESL trash anyway.
>>24108307tldr
>SFF
If you need more than 100 words to describe your book you're NGMI. But if you can describe a compelling piece of fiction in less than 10 words, you're going to do great things.
>>24108572It has wizards 'n' sheit, dawg.
>fantasy inspired by Star Wars>it's a coming of age story>needs at least a trilogy>the hero is... uh, tempted by evil, sexy, insane black magic assassin girl
Ooooooh I’ve got one! >Literal retard son>His single-mother mom dies in some type of accident, maybe car crash >retard son’s grandma, his mom’s mom, has to become his caretaker >she diagnosed with early onset dementia >boy starts behaving more erratically, weird drawings, religious items broken, grandma finds stove left on>grandma trying to figure out whether or not the retard son got a demon or she’s just losing it>????>find out dead mom dabbled in the occult so she could conceive
>>2410857210 words explains why it's good1000 words explains why it's kino
Im working on my personal smutfic nihilistic postmodern BDSM erotica novelThe plot is about this spoiled pseudointellectual uni girl who wants to be remembered as one of greatest poets of her time, but she believes that to be a great artist one must endure a lot of pain in life, her life has been nothing but empty drivel and spitefullness at it's lack of anything of note. So she starts going on crazed BDSM dates and humiliating herself deeply ever more with shit like getting cucked, gagged, blacked, exhibitionism, masochism and so on and always has some half assed philosophical excuse to carry these punishments out on herself (ask me about any) claiming her humiliation ritual is the truest form of the human will. She cucks her DFW fanboy boyfriend btw.The first half is a autobiographical and cynic account of her personal life including hating her dad and classmates, thoughts on masculinity and feminity, why people nowadays are sexually frustrated and stupid and a constant seething feeling of being above everyone else yet never being rewarded for it. She constantly misquotes writers and philosophers such as Nietzsche alongside opening her novel by "I am sick woman, I am a spiteful woman..." for pure aesthetics. She tries to psychoanalyse herself but even if she is self aware of her problems she refuses to do anything about them. Leech but a beautiful ridiculous womanSecond part is just smut recounting and all the sex scenes. Constantly being snarky towards every man she slept with as a sperm bank.I posted about this in a older thread so im just copying and pasting it here. Im gonna post it here on /lit/ once im done translating too. Big influences were this board, Plath, O'connor and Honor Levy
>>24110206If you came up with it, just statistically speaking, it's likely not kino.
>>24110221Despite my distaste for the genre, I'd read it. You have a working title?
>>24103590
>>241035218 main character. Several different plotlines. Follows a group of characters entering adulthood after high school. Examines life in the 21st century and the impending crisis of nihilism. First plotline involves a breakup between two childhood best friends who later fell in love only to separate in college. The second follows 2 East Asian diaspora siblings, one a lonely incel and the other a woke whore, as they drift apart in their paths towards urban affluence. The third follows a Mexican girl abandoning her family in favor of hedonism. The fourth follows the Asian incel’s crush getting closer to the chad who cucked him as the chad spirals into self-destruction. Only the first plot line has a happy ending. One day this tale will be told as either a movie or a novel and it will be a masterpiece.
>>24105696Half of this schlock just sounds like world building.
Terminator but with horses and swords
>>24110221Enough smut. We need to bully y'all more.
As a child, Herman struggled to make decissions, so his father gave him a coin to flip. He'd been using to make his daily decissions ever since. One day, while he went out on a walk, he tossed up his coin to know whether to go left or right. Suddenly, someone stepped on his coin before he had the chance to see the outcome. The stranger tells Herman that he will rob and kill him, depending on the outcome. The two have a lengthy philosophical conversation about choice and free will. The robber ridicules Herman's coin-flips, but Herman, comparing their qualities of life, is convinced of its usefulness. A nearby farmer shoots and kills the robber, having overheard the conversation, because he doesn't want Herman's faith to be decided by chance. When the police comes, a disturbed Herman gets taken away, and only at home does he remember the coin. He goes to look for it, but it is gone. Herman falls into despair about his life; feeling neither alive or dead, he turns to drinking. One day in a fit of rage, he accidentaly kills the owner of a local bar. Finally reaching a moment of clarity, he decides he wants to commit suicide in order to avoid repurcussions. Ultimately, he fails to do so.
>>24112051>One day this tale will be told as either a movie or a novel and it will be a masterpiece.no it won't.
>>2410352122nd century, a fight over resources for fertilizer chemicals in morocco begins between united states, catholic kingdom of god and a caliphate. The main character is a pertit caporal-like character who rises through the ranks but makes a fatal mistake and gets his squad killed. He goes insane due to ptsd and cyberpunk stuff
>>24103521A peasant girl in a fantasy world discovers she has a form of "warrior magic" where she can summon swords from thin air and fight with superhuman skill. On the same day, she is framed for the murder of the noble who owns her home village.(I'm self-publishing this in like 2-3 days lmao)
>>24111870Confessions of a ridiculous womanConfessions of a ridiculous soulMy gutted and defiled corpse My life as a ridiculous womanPortrait of a beautiful womanThey are pretentious on purpose that's the point of the work
I abandoned this idea a couple of years ago, after writing about five paragraphs of it. Whether I was right to, judge for yourselves, courteous readers.>present day, the scrubby rural hills of Italy>young guy, Paolo, lives in a monastery>after a series of religious omens and other misfortunes, all the monks have left except for him and one other guy, Mateo>monastery is basically abandoned except for them, and also Mateo's gf, Klara, who drives up the hill to see him some nights on her moped>neither of them are particularly religious anymore, just hanging out there because they don't know what else to do with their lives>their only income source is the honey they sell, produced by the monastery beehives, and an EU grant they receive yearly for 'preserving medieval beekeeping traditions', arranged long ago by a diligent brother>(they don't preserve medieval beekeeping traditions, way too much effort)>their honey is super small-batch but they have some regular customers, connoisseurs who appreciate the honey's subtle, unique flavour profile and rare quality, among them Eleni, a Greek widow, a milf as one imagines Hera to be in Greek myths>opening scene of the novel is Mateo and Klara playing Resident Evil on the tv in the big chamber where they hang out, when Paolo says, I'm off to see the bees>nighttime, full moon, sees the lights of farmers' trucks criss-crossing the hill-roads on little night-errands>takes a folded, faded magazine from its hiding place behind a statue of the Virgin in the bee grove>it's 90s Italian europorn, brunette girls, by lakeshores, in marble offices, topless among Roman ruins>flips through but then stops at one girl in particular, her legs spread open in a gondola>adjusts robe, and, beneath the full moon, commences, concludes, hears the cum land a couple feet off in the grass>suddenly a rising murmur of bees from behind him, alighting from the hive, and descending, en masse, to feast upon this strange night-dew>(thence the rare properties, though Mateo doesn't know it, of the monastery's honey, so prized by Eleni and others)>this strange life in the hills, in the ruined monastery, rolls on, feeling increasingly purgatorial and eternal, until...>OLAF, Office européen de lutte antifraude, the EU Anti-Fraud Office, notices how much in grant money is yearly going to this monastery, for, apparently, the preserving of medieval beekeeping practices?>say 'we better check they really are preserving them, at least,' and dispatches Agent Milena to look into it>that night, after rearranging his robes, and restoring the magazine to its hiding place behind the sacred Virgin, Paolo hears tyres on the gravel, sees mosquitoes in the beams of her headlamps, and, stepping out of the agency-issued car and tying her hair back, none other than the girl of the magazine, in the gondola, though advanced to perhaps her mid fifties, he knew that face better than anyone's>Buonasera (says Agent Milena), are you the monk?
>>24113631From what language are you translating this?
>>24113865French...You could have guessed...
>>24108625this person is the exact opposite of who I want to be in this life
>>24113202If only you knew
I have a million novel ideas, and they're all genius, and they're all gonna make me an international bestsellerso obviously, I'm not gonna reveal them to you
>>24114612it's fucking terrible dude.Youre clearly very young.
>>24114727keep talking i only grow more powerful
gundam but cooler
I used to be the biggest loser in class, but I acquired a cheat skill and now I am the most popular guy in school!
>>24114764You could make this interesting or at least fun if the cheat skill is oddball enough>>24112083some people really like that kind of stuff and are good at doing it but can’t craft a story in it to save their lives>>24103521a white guy and an asian guy who’ve been friends since elementary school go off and do some kind of adventure thing and then marry each other’s sisters and they have a great big happy extended family
>>24113773I should clarify that the end of my outline wasn't the intended end of the novel, but I couldn't figure out where to go from there.Would anyone actually read this if it was a book, or is the idea of a monk feeding bees with his cum too off-putting?
