Yesterday I fleshed out a section that's been in my head for a while. I thought that it would be nice to finally let that character out, get her out of my head and onto "paper," make her real, if you understand what I mean. I created a character to give her some incidental information and suddenly realized he's the perfect "foil" for her. So now I've got the two of them and their relationship running through my head! Blazes!
After that I moved on to being a god and creating my universe. When you're a god you have an awful lot of things to keep organized, don't you? You've got to know who everybody is and why they do things and how they'll react to everything around them. You have to keep the rules of your universe consistent. When you build/create things in your universe or situations occur they have to follow those rules. When things are this far along your universe needs a history, even if it's just a tiny piece of a galaxy. 12,000 years is a lot of history, not to mention the preceding 15 or so billion years. Being a god is hard work.
I wrote out descriptions of how and why things are. Almost lists of short word bursts, about all different aspects of my universe - technology, history - bouncing around as things took on more consistency, fleshing out the details. My glossary/dictionary is going to expand hugely, as will my slanguage.
So, as it's already late and I haven't visited Outpost 217 yet today. I'll think I'll watch a movie.
Peace from the void,
Uncle Bob
After that I moved on to being a god and creating my universe. When you're a god you have an awful lot of things to keep organized, don't you? You've got to know who everybody is and why they do things and how they'll react to everything around them. You have to keep the rules of your universe consistent. When you build/create things in your universe or situations occur they have to follow those rules. When things are this far along your universe needs a history, even if it's just a tiny piece of a galaxy. 12,000 years is a lot of history, not to mention the preceding 15 or so billion years. Being a god is hard work.
I wrote out descriptions of how and why things are. Almost lists of short word bursts, about all different aspects of my universe - technology, history - bouncing around as things took on more consistency, fleshing out the details. My glossary/dictionary is going to expand hugely, as will my slanguage.
So, as it's already late and I haven't visited Outpost 217 yet today. I'll think I'll watch a movie.
Peace from the void,
Uncle Bob