Sometimes, the key moments in the outline do not make for an interesting narrative. Sometimes, it doesn’t fit or, in this case, seems too cruel. It might make the audience sick of the evident pattern of the narrative or wonder why the protagonist didn’t snap. Or at least, didn’t snap earlier. In this case, Kosh…… Continue reading How to Plot as a Pantser, Part 2
What you’ll be getting is some of my memories regarding the thought process between the plot point and the resulting seat-of-my-pants narrative.
I have to admit, this is endemic to the United States, but it could catch on elsewhere if we’re not careful enough about it.
I’ve spotted some poisons and I’m going to highlight them for anyone who cares. What I don’t know is how to cure them.
I have warned you weeks in advance and now the dreaded days have come. I am going to be spending a few weeks going off about various things wrong with society as we know it…
Wait. That’s the wrong name. Elisa felt her heart sinking in terror. It’s meant to be Spitebane Bulwark Fortitude Whitekeep, Third of his name. Not this…
The more you try to avoid a doom, the closer it treads on your heels. Being dragged feet first into a Temple of Lost Causes wasn’t horrible.
They passed the outer gates of Whitekeep. So high up the mountain that the air was a little thinner than it should have been. Clean streets, lovely buildings. Smart guards…
And their guide was dead drunk in the cart.
Now that they were safe, Kochis was falling apart fast. He barely ate, stopped bothering with bathing at all, and sank into his wineskin like it was his only relief from the pain in his heart.
If Llorkh bandits encountered him, a Definite Whitekeep Tiefling, they would either capture or kill him and it was debatable as to which was worse.