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Every day I come up with at least one short story idea and write one of them that week. |
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Created: November 16th, 2014 at 5:09am
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Every day I come up with at least one short story idea and write one of them that week.
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December 6, 2014 at 8:40pm
December 6, 2014 at 8:40pm
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What about a billionaire who gives most of his money to students for financial aid grants - not loans. Wouldn't that be nice!?  |
December 5, 2014 at 11:52pm
December 5, 2014 at 11:52pm
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| I was in a pretty depressed state today, but I did some writing exercises that definitely got me out of it, and I was kicking but again in no time. Perhaps I could write a story that demonstrates the helpful techniques that I have learned in an indirect way so that it is more of a story - an interesting one. |
December 5, 2014 at 12:36am
December 5, 2014 at 12:36am
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• A kid with a serious temper has always been a pyromaniac and wanted to go into explosives. He went to college, a genius, he was in the EOD, bombsquad, and even active duty. Yet, growing up, he has had some vendetta with the corrupted government or some organization and spent a large amount of his college fund on explosive materials that he cleverly got away with ordering. He could order a ton because his family was rich, and thus his college fund was huge as well. Anyway, he spends a lot of time at night when no one notices, planting explosives in sensitive building points and places, perhaps disguised like objects like a piano. Maybe a certain song triggers that bomb. Anyway, he also implants a small nuke or a super bomb that maybe he formulates (the explosive compound) into his sternum, either after an accident or straight up so that if he is killed, the stoppage of his pumping blood triggers the bomb to kill his killers around him. Anyway, he has remotes to the various bombs and has maps on walls everywhere in his super hiding place in the sewer or somewhere like that. Maybe in the lost mines/tunnels of Paris O.o .
Note: I'm already writing this one. |
December 3, 2014 at 12:55am
December 3, 2014 at 12:55am
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So, I am on medications that are supposed to alter my brain - an anti-depressant and a mood stabilizer. Today, I took them a little too late, and this is certainly not the first time I have done this. Yet, only today has an interesting pattern occurred to me: Shortly after I take the pill, my happiness level, motivation, and energy boosts, regardless of the quality of the thoughts. Note: I haven't noticed this in the morning - ever - because, well, mornings suck, and I don't like anyone or anything then anyway  . Moreover, I was eating my in-between-lunch-and-dinner meal since I got up at 3:00 PM, and I realized how late I was at taking them. I felt horrible, as I usually do when I wake up, both physically and emotionally. Yet, shortly after popping them in, I changed drastically. I was a different man. So, on top of that, I downed three cups of "HI-Rev" coffee. Suddenly, I became invincible. I was happier than I had been in a long time. Everything was sweeter; everything was more exciting. I felt like I could do anything. And I am honestly considering that I might have tried anything no matter how dangerous, as long as it was put in my way  . Yet, like all good things, it didn't last. The caffeine and whatever else was in pills, finally crashed, and I got seriously depressed again. So! What if I made a story about this - about a guy who uses some pills to not just feel good but do insane stunts. Perhaps he finds out that the pills give him special energetic abilities. Maybe he starts getting amnesia and does some genius plot or action when he doesn't remember it - maybe in his sleep. This high is called the jump. I am even calling it this for myself. |
December 1, 2014 at 3:21am
December 1, 2014 at 3:21am
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| Yesterday, my heart cracked and almost shattered when a girl friend zoned me. Now, yes, this is an everyday part of a guy's life - nothing special. However, I had a serious personal connection with this one. We both shared feelings and got seriously passionate. However she has taken me up and down on a rollercoaster ride as she has tried to figure herself out. She just got up of a poisonous relationship, and she claimed that she needed to find herself again and become whole before taking on another relationship, which makes sense. At the same time, she told me to stick around because I was definately not in the friend zone. Later, however she said that she didn't want Amy kind of romantic ties with me. Then she came back and started getting physical with me again and golf me how sexy I was, etc. the. His pattern repeated about three times. But you know what, I did stick around because I loved her, and she knew it. That's what hurts me the most. To a friend who held her multiple times while she cried and stuck wih her on he darned hours, the least she could do was not lead me on. Today, I got myself together a bit more and told her that we need a break from hanging out but that I'll still be here if she needs me as a friend (I'm kind of regretting that part). She showed no remorse and only said "um ok then :( ." Then she said tha her roommate wants to date me if that makes me "happy." Of all things to say, of all the cold things, she not only rejected me after all that, but she recommended another girl to me! I'm very pissed off and frustrated right now. Maybe I'll do what I do best and turn this into a story. That always takes the edge off. |
November 29, 2014 at 9:54pm
November 29, 2014 at 9:54pm
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| I went on this huge zip line across a Missouri forest today, and I just thought up a guy who carries around a big zip line gun that shoots a cable and he rides along to get away with so much stuff. |
November 26, 2014 at 12:40pm
November 26, 2014 at 12:40pm
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| I'm sitting here at the airport, and I'm remembering how I have spent nearly half my life in airports, planes, hotels, and on other countless forms of public transportation. What if some guy wants to explore the world so much that he literally spends all of his time in airports and on planes meeting people using the retirement money that he greedily made as a robber baron in his day. He changes his ways when he sees the suffering and stories of all these random people. Or maybe a guy is paid to literally be on planes all the time like a cabin attendant, but he does social experiments and stuff. |
November 23, 2014 at 11:51pm
November 23, 2014 at 11:51pm
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| What about a story about a historical figure that comes to the present time. Maybe he makes some deal with a genie that he has a carbon copy of himself come to the present (therefore, history won't be altered by his/her absence from the past). Perhaps I can find some romance or action, etc. But he/she must be a famous figure. |
November 23, 2014 at 11:48pm
November 23, 2014 at 11:48pm
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I forgot I had these ideas in my notebook, so I thought I just probably put them on this blog too.
Here's an idea: "why on earth?"
It's about doing stuff on earth that you would normally do in space or in sci-fi stuff. Ha
Or a guy is a crime fighter or criminal in his sleepwalking, but a good citizen in the day. |
November 23, 2014 at 4:29am
November 23, 2014 at 4:29am
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| I got dumped by a girl tonight. Yes, that is the extremely short version of the story. And, as if this wasn't enough for me, I continue to be dropped by girls, some who don't even have the human decency to even text back or tell me that they can't make it, leaving me standing in the cold for two and a half hours. My mother didn't want me. My brother abandoned me after raising me like a son. My best friends ababdoned me. I am just meant to be thrown away like some defective lemon. Abuse me, torture me, abandoned me, just don't make amends whatever you do. I am just too nice. I am a good person, and I have been unrighteously, unfairly, and unjustly treated. I do not deserve the s*** I have been through, and it is time to think of myself. I is time to correct what little I still have to repair. It is time for justice. Make a story out of this. |
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