I don't really remember where my current idea came from. It just sort of wound up in my head and wouldn't leave when I was supposed to be studying for final exams. It's deffinately influences by too much Lovecraft before bed.
Well, i sorta have been writing different versions of it for some time now. I am deeply interested in Human nature, how events can change someone and what they would do in a certain situation. My favorite type of scenario is sort of apocalyptic, ideas from movies like Mad max, The *original* I am legend, and games like the Fallout series.
It started out as a simple dream. Me and crew members (to of what, I didnt know) were chasing a fiery dragon on hoverboards through a futuristic city. I wrote it down for later but it sparked another idea that slowly started to take shape after a few days. Thanks to the power of music and anime, I was able to shape that idea. I tried to write it and another idea for summer NaNoWriMo but something in my brain flipped off. Suffered a summer long writers block.
Fast forward to some odd days ago.
After fulfilling writing crave with fanfiction (which for the record, became semi-popular on fanfiction.net), I started to try and get my inspiration back. I tried everything to regain that creative juice flow but nothing happened.
It been a long process. I wanted a story that didn't focus on a romantic relationship. I wanted three completely different strangers to come together and become a family. I wanted them to have painfully "boring" lives. No, wait that's wrong. I wanted them to be extraordinary people, with everyday problems. I wanted a diverse cast of characters.
Oh, look, a thread I haven't commented on yet! And it's been floating around for ages!
Black Circus, original work
This one's got a fairly long story behind it.
Way back before we got cable, (also before I found The Internet) I would stay up late watching anime on Adult Swim (remember when there was anime on Adult Swim?) whenever we went to hotels, and I caught the credits and "Next time on..." of something, I kind of think it might have been kind of a shonen-style thing about a bunch of kids in the theater or ballet or something? Or at least that's the impression that I got, it's probably wrong.
So for some reason I came up with an anime concept where the characters were in a circus, only it was a Circus of Death, and they were tightrope walkers and there was no net and bunches of people died. And then I kind of forgot about it. Well, sort of.
Then I had this story, senior year of high school and freshman year of college, that I was going to turn into a webcomic. It was about a changeling girl going back to the kingdom(s) of the fairies, because I had a tendency to draw (badly) people with wings in this notebook I was supposed to be taking notes on math in. I really wish I'd done better in that class, now. Later I tried to stick that story (minus the fairies) in with a bunch of others in this gigantic video game I was designing. (yeah, right.)
Then, for some reason, the idea I'd had of the Circus of Death came back to me at some point, and shaped some of the characters around itself (Elvira, Tricia, Cat, Caliban, though Cat is kind of a refugee space pirate) as I sort of realized a number of different angles of what the Black Circus would represent: economic exploitation, artistic risk, the human desire for the impossible. And then I realized that I'd need more things to happen to make a plot, so I took the romantic/political subplot from that story about the fairies (still minus fairies) but replaced the main character with Elvira, who was infinitely less annoying, and that gave me some more characters. (Aerudest, Iara, Vierad, Moelle [who might be Not Appearing In This Film] and Chris)
And then I thought it would be fun (and thematically relevant!) to make everyone Victorian, so I did that. Which gives us the end product, which I tend to describe as a story about a Victorian Murder Circus.
Gifts of the Mind, Harry Potter fanfic that would be a crossover with Spec Ops: The Line if I could figure out how to make that not stupid
I thought I was done with fanfic, but now I think that it will some day be the ruin of me.
This started out as me imagining what it would be like if Elvira went to Hogwarts (I can just imagine her getting fed up and trying to start a club called Slytherins Who Are Not Complete Wankers, then realizing what she's just said and revising the name to be more polite) but, sometime during my many, many hours spent weed-whacking blackberry brambles in the back garden, I realized that I really did need to do something about that whole "crossover fic with my own unwritten work" thing.
My first solution was to take Magical Elvira an put her in an original situation (one connected to the previously-mentioned "fairies minus fairies" video game) but then I realized that it would be lame to have two original stories with the same main characters. And thus was born Nathaniel Rookwood.
Now, I think I should explain that I have a sort of Headcanon Potterverse that... shares some resemblance to the original. It probably started when I overanalyzed Snape as having become a pathological liar to defend against various youthful traumas and having since lost track of the truth of his identity, and used Lilly Eavans as a repository for a story of his life that was less traumatic than the one he experienced but later resented her for seeing through the artifice of the story he told her though never being able to admit this resentment, and hated Hermione Granger for having been too much like the boy he was. Yeah. Probably not what Rowling intended. But I find it more interesting, so I kind of stick with it.
Nathaniel Rookwood is the (non-canon) son (kind of, it's complicated) of Augustus Rookwood. In canon, Augustus Rookwood gets maybe two passing mentions. I don't know if he ever even shows up on screen. He's like, second Death Eater to the left, third row back. He worked in the Department of Mysteries, and probably went to Azkaban shortly after Voldy's downfall. But then I was writing a prequel for my headcanon (Voldy needed a better backstory, so he wouldn't be so pointlessly evil) while also reading The Prince, so bam! Augustus Rookwood took on shades of Machiavelli, only less passionately invested in... anything, and resentful at being the second son in a society that practiced fairly strict primogeniture.
Have you noticed that a lot of people are resentful about things in my headcanon Potterverse?
I'd always thought it would kind of suck to be a Death Eater's kid, and I guess I kind of blame Brainbent (a Homestuck fanfic that takes place in a mental institution) for indoctrinating me with modern first-tier psychological philosophy, although I could just as easily blame my own experiences with therapy any having been raised by two psychologist parents. So Nathaniel Rookwood was raised by Muggles (I've always been bothered that Wizarding Britain never seemed to have any social services) and is hugely influenced by a support (Muggle) group he attends for kids with parents in prison, who he kind of identifies as his "real" family.
And then, there was the question of what Nathaniel would do in occupied Hogwarts. And the answer was obvious: he'd help lead the resistance. Partially because Nathaniel is Elvira's successor as a Slytherin Who Is Not A Complete Wanker, partially because I came up with an awesome speech for him where he's like, "You know what, I don't know what I'm doing here, but I'm going to be honest with you, and that's a lot better than you've gotten so far, so maybe that's enough." And I sort of realized that he kind of played to the Heroic b*****d trope. And was pretty aware of it, thanks to all the therapy.
And then Spec Ops came and mucked everything up. That is an awesome game and it deserves heaps and heaps of attention. I've been kind of following the discussion about it, so when there's combat in anything I'm coming up with, you can bet it's going to have devastating effects on the survivors. And so things got PTSD-tastic, and I came up with the Horribly Traumatic Ending, which... might be kind of my style. Whoops. I would try to write happy endings, but they never stick!
And I had Augustus Rookwood's Prison Memoirs (the world's most complete handbook to the Dark Arts, coded intricately into a bland and inane retelling of his life without all the interesting bits) so I just had him give them to his son. And his son having been taught cryptology, and not being terribly averse to fighting fire with fire. And paying for it dearly.
So, long story short, it happened because I had lots of boring yard-work, yet I am never bored.
mine is a combination of a ******** up dream i had and elements from samuel richardson's novel Pamela.
the dream was about two groups of shapeshifters (one good and one evil) and a girl (representing me) who fell in love with one of the good shapeshifters. the evil group went around murdering people by cutting their legs off just below the knee and stringing them up, leaving them to die by bleeding out.
it was really screwed up. my character in the dream got her legs cut off in the end. then i woke up. i don't even know what's going on in my head sometimes.
My best friend and I were in a creative writing class together and the professor gave us a prompt for a quick write of "an extraction." My best friend sarcastically asked, "What, liking removing someone's organs?" and bam. Fast forward three years and here I am, still working on the same story about a guy who got kicked out of medical school and went into organ thievery.
I got the idea for my current project from watching How to Train Your Dragon about twenty times within a two month time period. Ahem, I like that movie...a lot. Though the only real similarity between my story and the movie is the basic human finds/befriends dragon part.
I've also got another idea, that is sitting on the back burner, from going on a motorcycle ride with a buddy of mine. Well, more precisely, the idea came while on the ride, but has some influence from two anime, Kino's Journey and Saiyuki.
Though both are stories about things that I personally would love to be able to do. (Within reason of course. It'd be a bit difficult to acquire a mythical beast and I'm pretty sure there are no such thing as omnipasses/traveler's licenses that gives you limited amnesty in any and every country and allows you unimpeded access beyond all borders. But you know, a girl can dream.)