I want to write a novel(la)-sh thing and have some ideas, but I want someone to help m.e cuase I get writers block som.etimes and have trouble getting my ideas down in a cohiesive interesting manner a lot.
So I realize over this month will be busy for people and I understand slowness I was just wondering if anyone wanted to help.
If you want to post and I'll give you some of my ideas, plus you can put imput in. I am looking for one)maybe two) helpers for action and adventure/dystopian.war stories,,,,,
Details wil be discussed later.
I would love to help! I love reading dystopian novels but I'd never think to wrtie one myself. I think helping you with your ideas would be a lovely experience ^_^
There's this unknown disease that's symptoms are
Coughing up blood,
Randomely blacking out,
Suddenly becoming very violent(fighting random people, striking out without cause, stuff like that.), and having a tendency to wander around.
Near the end stages of the diease people tend to stop caring about themselves(their appearance, wellness, and such), so they start to do things that harm themselves without even caring about it. (Like taking something hot out of the oven without oven mits, or getting thorns in their foots nad not caring, or whatever else is dangerous and such..)
Now the disease usaully strikes all ages from little children to seniors, it usaully ends in death, few survive it. Mortatily rate is like 98.99999%. There is no cure, or so the common poeple think. The disease does have a cure, but only the very richest have that cure becuase they support teh government.
The government doesn't really care about their poverty stricken area, because it's the pooer families that tend to have more children, so the population or workers never really goes down. It's also the pooer people who do all the work.
Anyway there are pretty much two classes in this 'world' There are the people who live sin hovels and are extremely poor, the commoner, working class, is what their refered to as. And the higher class, the extremely rich government supporters. (You don't support the government and you'll never be rich.)
In a semi-furturistic America where everything is rescricted and controlled by the government, no one is free because everything you do and say is regulated by the government, if you 'do wrong' and break the law your are sent to jail, if you are considered a rebel you are sent to a concentration type camp where you are forced to work and live for the rest of your life with your family. The system is sort of a 'three generations of punishment' type system, so you could be in teh camp for something you grandfather(mother) did.
Things against the law include:
Dru.gs of any sort unless it is in the small list of approved medical dru.gs teh govenrment has made up
You are not allowed to own any weapons whether it is a knife or gun(Kitchen knives are an exception)
You are not allowed to say anything against the government or you will be sent to a concentration camp
You are not allowed to read anything that is not on the government apporved list of books, magazines, paper, etc, etc.
The military and police are the only poeple with firearms, and even they arne't allowed to have firearms in the house.
Changes, that the beginning of anything brings, changes. The society began with making small changes. They said they were making us safer, making sure we didn't hurt each other or ourselves. I knew their silent song though, the underlying message they were sending. They wanted control, they wanted everyone to follow them blindly and they knew people would.
Our Leaders insisted they were doing what was best. They promised to take care of the people, to make sure no one went with out comfort and safety. They told the people what they wanted to hear. Anybody who disagreed with them was made an outcast, a Pariah. Shunned by society hunted by the authorities. To their families the Pariah are dead, they pretend that they never existed because t doesn't fit in their perfect world.
Security, people love security, they want to feel safe. Personal freedom started to evanescence, people didn't see it coming and now they don't see what they've become. No one understands what has happened, they all have been blinded by the Society's rues and regulations. No one can see past the smoke shields put up by our Leaders. They see what they are told to see, say what they told to say, do what they are told to do. The people have lost their humanity, they have become robots, slaves to the system.
I am dragon hearted, I stand against the wave of sameness. I fight it, I will not become like the others. Right now I am a Pariah, people avoid me. I am a threat to their safe world, I speak the truth and not the lies they want to hear. I am avoided and ignored by the people. Hunted and tracked by the authorities. To my family I am dead, no I am worse then dead in their minds I never existed.
I know I will be caught one day, but that doesn't matter I have planted a seed. The people might not now it yet but I have planted the seed of rebellion, the silent song of freedom is growing the youngest hearts of the society.
This is my cause. I here the Society police breaking down my door. I am not afraid though, for I am dragon hearted. I am brave because I know I will die with a free mind, I will not bow nor will I yield. They will try to make an example of me, I will not bend to their, I will not speak lies to save myself.
Good bye dear reader, my time has come, remember this when it comes time for you stand up for freedom, remember who you are and never let your own beliefs evanescence from you!
Today I am a Pariah, tomorrow I will be am martyr for a cause that has not yet risen.
(HEre's are some of my non-fanfic ideas....))
Wow you have really great ideas! I really like the first one it seems really intersting and could go many different ways. (Oh and sorry it took me so long to reply my school has really piled on the work before break.)