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One way to add excitement to your story is by adding lots of bad-guys, also known as EXTERNAL Conflict. Another way is by adding INTERNAL Conflict, more commonly known as Angst.
I'm sure most of you have noticed by now that most movie characters, and far too many book characters, are One-Dimensional. They do stuff, but they don't face any personality issues: a hang-up, a fear, paranoia, a moral code, a love interest, a strong dislike Or worse, they do have all these things, but they never really affect the story.
There's a Plot Arc, things happen, but no Character Arc. The things that happen don't affect the characters emotionally.
Little Red Ballgown - Story
Little Red Ballgown
-- A Little-Red-Cinderella Tale
Imagine if Cinderella had been told like a Red Riding Hood tale--or vice versa?
Shortly after Little Red's narrow escape from the Big Bad Wolf, by way of the village's local stalker...err, hunter, Little Red decided that it was clearly much too dangerous to live out in the country, so she decided to guilt trip her parents into moving to the City.
After waking up one too many times in the middle of the night from Little Red's shrieking, "The wolf's gonna get me...! Nooooo!" her parents finally gave in. They packed up the pony cart and moved out of
Nocturne - Visual Novel Draft
~ Prelude ~
The sharp crack of thunder startled me awake and upright -- in a chair.
The shadowed room I was in was tiny. The space was barely large enough for the chair I sat in and the battered round table beside it. The room's floor to ceiling window was actually within my hand's reach.
I didn't recognize any of it. For several baffled moments, I simply sat there in the dark hearing nothing but the storm.
Lightning flashed, illuminating the sharply peaked ceiling and faded green wallpaper.
I knew that wallpaper. I was there when my mother had chosen it for the attic rooms above the servants' quarters. I hadn't
HelicaseHelio and I were always sitting on the stairs, chatting about the lamina and occasionally making snide remarks about ribosomes. There wasn't much for us to do. Our job was to simply be, and let the RNA scribble down the letters on our foreheads when they came around every once in a while. Helio was a G, I was a C. It wasn't exactly fulfilling, I suppose. There wasn't much to be filled. So to pass the time, we talked.
"You ever wonder?" Helio asked.
"About...well...what's out there." Helio and I were rooted to the stairs, quite happily, but it was awkward to move in. He kind of twisted in the general direction of the closest pore. "Out in the cytoplasm."
"I haven't," I admitted. "What's there to wonder about?"
"That's exactly the thing. I have no idea." Helio sighed, gazing into the distance. "Somehow it feels like we play this huge, huge role in something important, but how can we when we don't even know what that something is? I want to be something that, that has
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