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shwinnebego
Jul 11, 2002

MockingQuantum posted:

I'm glad I jumped back in this week even though I'm pretty certain my entry is a load of hot poop

you and me both and probably other people too!

mine really could used another editorial pass oh well too late now :o

shwinnebego fucked around with this message at 03:51 on Apr 1, 2024

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Lieutenant Dan
Oct 27, 2009

Weedlord Bonerhitler
I just wanna thank Thunderdome for existing, lmao. I had the genre beaten out of me in high school/college creative writing ("does this HAVE to be set in space? Does this NEED to have magic? Romances are stupid and boring, you should write something serious!" etc) until all I turned in was homogenized, "well written", incredibly boring contemporary adult fiction slop that my profs loved but everyone else seemed to hate, so I'm kicking my inner voice that says poo poo like "journal style?? why are you writing like a teenager trying to sound cool?" because it's serving nobody. Thanks. :shobon:

juggalo baby coffin
Dec 2, 2007

How would the dog wear goggles and even more than that, who makes the goggles?


you can include weird stuff in literary fiction but only provided you stash it in between a bunch of unbearable stuff about tennis statistics and heroin addicts who for some reason all act like alcoholics

otherwise if you wanna be really literary you just have to write about university professors having affairs with much younger students, and how emotionally difficult it is for the professor

Quiet Feet
Dec 14, 2009

THE HELL IS WITH THIS ASS!?





Lieutenant Dan posted:

I just wanna thank Thunderdome for existing, lmao. I had the genre beaten out of me in high school/college creative writing ("does this HAVE to be set in space? Does this NEED to have magic? Romances are stupid and boring, you should write something serious!" etc) until all I turned in was homogenized, "well written", incredibly boring contemporary adult fiction slop that my profs loved but everyone else seemed to hate, so I'm kicking my inner voice that says poo poo like "journal style?? why are you writing like a teenager trying to sound cool?" because it's serving nobody. Thanks. :shobon:

Very same.

It's probably very obvious from the subject of my story this week. :buddy:

Quiet Feet
Dec 14, 2009

THE HELL IS WITH THIS ASS!?





Just wanted to post this here so as not to clutter up the main thread. I listened to every song as they came in and wrote down what my own vibe from it was. Waited until now to post because I didn't want my own opinion to color anyone's work. Some of this is probably weird and/or oddly specific.


1: Celebrants - Nickel Creek
Celebratory (of course), convivial, remembering a struggle/battle, possibly bracing for one ahead


2: Cult of Dionysus - The Orion Experience
1970s televangelists, a montage of said televangelists spending their stolen money on expensive stuff


3: Remusat - Barbara
Nostalgic, black and white, a bar


4: Sourdoire Valley Song - The Mountain Goats
Calm, simple, wistful. The main theme to the protagonist's peaceful little village at the beginning of an RPG (one that gets destroyed twenty minutes in).


5: Take on Me - A-Ha (live version)
Remembrance, funeral, rain, tender


6: You Might Think - The Cars
Silly, heartfelt, pleading


7: Hollywood Swinging - Kool & The Gang
Shoes with goldfish in them, bright lights, big cars, sunshine, relaxed, stylish, big drat deal


8: King of Carrot Flowers Pt 1 - Neutral Milk Hotel
Unusual, reminiscent, blase',


9: Red Rock Riviera - Sea Power
A harm long past, echoes, cold, the end (but not the end wished for),
things seen as if through fog


10: Knights of Cydonia - Muse
The cavalry is coming, western, showdown,


11: Feel the Lightning - Dan Deacon
trance, depressed computer, futuristic, young, gritty


12: My Name is Mudd - Primus
Dirty, aggrieved, undead

Fat Jesus
Jul 13, 2011

to ride eternal, shiny and chrome

THUNDERDOME LOSER 2023


Ok I'll end my jihad on quotation marks, can you tell I just finished reading All the Pretty Horses and Child of God?

Mrenda
Mar 14, 2012
I saw the prompt for week #616 (This week? Last week? Judgement just in.) I saw the prompt and wrote this. I wanted to enter but wasn't sure about my weirdo stuff.

Link - https://forums.somethingawful.com/showthread.php?threadid=4050923&pagenumber=16#post539635924

This is what I wrote:

The Skies
Words - 505

They are. That’s the end of the story.

The story begins at some point. When? They don’t know. They don’t care. Did it even begin? Stupid question.

They were.

They were individuals. Alone. Seeking another person. Not knowing what they were seeking. Seeking something to hold onto. They grasped. Straw? Lifeboat? Reeds... They grasped at reeds. Their basket was made of straw. Their lifeboat. They grasped at reeds. Small baby hands. They grasped at reeds.

They danced. They didn’t know they danced. A child. The youth. The energy.

They danced.

They murdered the youth.

###

After the child was murdered they child danced a more a vigorous dance. The child danced a dance that set them apart. They were all apart. They all danced. Some came closer. Some danced away. Some didn’t dance.

Some distanced themselves. Some died.

They all felt alone. Except for one moment. The moment they danced. They died.

###

They worked the fields. They worked the stars. They were one.

They knew this was natural. They knew death awaited them, among the skies. So many skies. Not one sky. The skies. They worked the fields. They danced. They survived. They sat beneath the skies.

###

They wondered why they were working. They explained why they were working. They didn’t understand why. They knew why.

They believed. For a moment they died and lived on.

They worked the fields. They didn’t die. They didn’t live on.

They were.

###

They worked the fields and danced.

###

They laughed and cried.

Some laughed, some cried. They were.

They loved.

The river was dry.

They died.

The river returned.

It happened. Again.

They didn’t die.

They danced and loved, cried. Sat beneath the stars. They worked. They didn’t die. They didn’t care to were. They were. They didn’t know it.

###

Something came to them on the river. They saw themselves, they said. They danced a mournful dance. The morning dance. The twilight dance. They danced.

They danced. They didn’t know they danced. A child. The youth. The energy.

They died as they danced.

They celebrated. They celebrated their death.

###

They saw the stars, they worked fields.

They saw the stars dry up. The saw the fields dry up.

The river flowed. And dried. They didn’t see the end of the story.

They had thoughts, feelings, dreams. They beat them. That’s the end of the story.

###

They river gave them what they needed. The river dried up.

They sought out the source of the river.

They found none.

###

Among the stars, upon a moon, a man lay dying. Far away from them.

Some, nearby, had thoughts. Some feelings. Some dreams. They beat them. That’s the end of the story.

The story begins at some point. When? They don’t know. They don’t care. Did it even begin? Stupid question. That would get you a beating.

They were individuals. Alone. Seeking another person. Not knowing what they were seeking. Seeking something to hold onto. They grasped. Straw? Lifeboat? Reeds... They grasped at reeds.

derp
Jan 21, 2010

when i get up all i want to do is go to bed again

Lipstick Apathy

juggalo baby coffin posted:

you can include weird stuff in literary fiction but only provided you stash it in between a bunch of unbearable stuff about tennis statistics and heroin addicts who for some reason all act like alcoholics

otherwise if you wanna be really literary you just have to write about university professors having affairs with much younger students, and how emotionally difficult it is for the professor

is this just something everyone says to excuse their dislike for a genre they dont even read? Or have you actually read any book about a professor having an affair, because i have read literally nothing but 'literature' and classics for the past six years, perhaps 2-300 'lit' books, and I have in all that time encountered one (1) solitary book which might fit this description (Disgrace by coatzee) - i remain, as ever, very curious where this idea about 'lit' comes from.

Sitting Here
Dec 31, 2007
i think it's because most people have an ex who made "reading infinite jest" their entire personality tbh

I love litfic as a writer because it's truly a place to play around with writing mechanics. You can do that I'm genrefic too but it's a lot harder due to the fact that you often (but not always!) need to establish the rules of a secondary setting in a clear and satisfying way

rohan
Mar 19, 2008

Look, if you had one shot
or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted
in one moment
Would you capture it...
or just let it slip?


:siren:"THEIR":siren:




derp posted:

is this just something everyone says to excuse their dislike for a genre they dont even read? Or have you actually read any book about a professor having an affair,
I blame the corrections

Quiet Feet
Dec 14, 2009

THE HELL IS WITH THIS ASS!?





Quick thoughts on my entry for week 616.

I cycled through a few different ideas for what the watchman was like. He started off as an evil, rat-hating menace who enjoyed catching and torturing rodents. At some point this one took on a nihilist bent, as the judges seem to have noticed. It wasn't even intentional, it just kinda evolved that way, and the original ending I'd imagined where he gets some comeuppance didn't feel quite right because he became just another part of a cruel universe the rats inhabited. I was basically ready to submit when it occurred to me that, as a part of that universe, the night watchman probably doesn't enjoy what he's doing either; he just does it because it's what he does. And at that point, there felt like just a little inkling of sameness between himself and that rats.

I'd planned from the start for the rats to use the dynamite on him, rather than anything non-violent like Reets suggested at the beginning of the story. For some reason I could never reconcile myself to these characters doing it out of anger but more of a muted knowledge of what the world they live in was like, and a sense that this violence was just what comes next.

I told myself the next story I wrote would be full of joy. Failed at that (actually there may still be some hope for my story about a mashed potato farmer) and negotiated it down to my next thing for Thunderdome would be full of joy. Still just couldn't bring myself there but the word "joy" pops up a few times because there was an effort, even if it failed.

Anyway, just posting this because I read the crit and kinda thought to myself "huh, you're right. How did this end up that way?" Which feels like exactly the point of getting someone else's eyes on something you've written. :shobon:

shwinnebego
Jul 11, 2002

derp posted:

is this just something everyone says to excuse their dislike for a genre they dont even read? Or have you actually read any book about a professor having an affair, because i have read literally nothing but 'literature' and classics for the past six years, perhaps 2-300 'lit' books, and I have in all that time encountered one (1) solitary book which might fit this description (Disgrace by coatzee) - i remain, as ever, very curious where this idea about 'lit' comes from.

There are dudes I work with who write books like this

Also Zadie Smith’s On Beauty is a sorta trope inversion of this but also literally includes it

Fat Jesus
Jul 13, 2011

to ride eternal, shiny and chrome

THUNDERDOME LOSER 2023


Quiet Feet posted:

Quick thoughts on my entry for week 616.

I liked the story, it worked great but for the 'mouse' thing at the end, same as the crit said already. Mouse and rat don't get along irl, but w/e.

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Bhaal
Jul 13, 2001
I ain't going down alone
Dr. Infant, MD
"Stoner" comes to mind for the bedraggled adulterating professor plot. I really liked Stoner so I'm not sure what that says about me

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