Just pondering, right now. Would people be willing to pay for a book-titled either"Asshattery:Embracing the Madness" or "Mr. Hamtastic delves the depths of Madness". It'd have some cartoony illustration, maybe some pop-ups. Im not sure if it should be chapter or plot driven. I want it to be interesting, difficult to put down, and at the end you are left with a feeling of "What the f- did I just rape my brain with." Your thoughts are appreciated. Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
depends whats it about,and how entertaining is it, maybe you could post a short essay so we can see your writing style. I havent read a book in ages with so much interesting stuff to be seen on the Internet. last time I read a book it was: How to buy real estate with no money down
ok. you asked for it. Sometimes I find myself pondering things. Cats. Do cats dream about chasing mice? I have cats. I wonder if they dream of chasing me. I hate being chased. Chasers don't chase fair. You'd think they'd give you a head start. My head itches. I took a shower. Maybe it's bugs. Big spiders nibbling on my head. But I can't see them. They are camoflauged. Skin colored? Air colored spiders! Are they poisonous? I hope not. My head is hot. I hope spiders like cold. Now my neck itches. They're leaving! Whew. Dodged a bullet there. One time I had a good dog named Hobo. He was my friend. The neighbors fed him crushed glass. They had dogs. Loud, scary barky dogs. Kept them in a pen. They tossed me in the pen once. I peed myself and they laughed. Hobo almost killed himself trying to come through that fence. He gave up and went crazy at my house. While they laughed, and the dogs thrust at me. I was wearing the sailor suit my mom got for me on easter. Hobo almost bit my Dad, made him run. My Dad was angry. I wasn't supposed to go out of sight distance from the house. I got a spanking for wearing my sunday clothes out to play. I had a girlfriend at 5. I liked the way she smelled. She smelled like buttercups and dirt. She had blond hair. I tried to always pick her to play house with. Two years later, I cheated on her. I got a second girlfriend. No one told me you were only allowed one, but they were both angry. Everytime I tried to court someone in high school, they said I'd cheat on them too. People have a long memory. Everyone asks if I play basketball. That's silly. I hate sweating. Makes me itch and all bumpy. I'm willing to sweat for money, but the NBA isn't looking for overweight 31 year olds one inch taller than Jordan to play center. I like games though. There just aren't any fun ones anymore. There's no thrill. Once you learn the sequence of what beats the AI, you win every time. There ya go! My brains pooped for you.Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
If this is any indication of how you would write your book then my advice is don't write one. Get a ghost writer for yourself instead. At least they would be able to try and help you put a story together correctly and make it much better to read. Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
Ouch! Rough critiques all 'round. Remind me not to float my book idea here ( War and peas, tales from the supermarket, involving young insolent goths and frail auld codgers)
Hey, if it were you, I'd say something a little different. At least I gave him a way to write a book better than he could have which will help him I hope.Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
Hmmmmm I guess free writing hasn't caught on. Fiction is beyond me, it requires dialogue to be functional. Non fiction is beyond me, what has happened has happened, what more can be said about it, really? I was hoping the free writing style would pique curiosity, as it allows me to do non-fiction while incorporating fiction as it comes available. Maybe I'll get to work on my idea for taking the great thinkers of the past and rewriting them for a second grader, with lots of colorful illustrations. Dante's Divine Comedy begs to be translated in this way, in my opinion. Then again, I could do WW2 where all weapons are water weapons in some way, and vehicles are kangaroos.
Fiction doesn't necessarily require dialogue. What you should do, Hamface, is write it, and then post it on your own website, and offer it up for a small donation via Paypal. See what happens.
