Weâre all the main characters in our own lives. Only you can live your story. When you passed off that loud gas as squeaky trousersâ All you, buddy. When you asked your crush out and the whole school laughed? Probably shouldnât have cried, but you still commanded centre stage. Even now, while youâre reading instead…
(A self-help book published by the editors of Writer’s Digest.) âAlways begin with your protagonist. Establish time and place, and announce the stakes.ââ N. M. Kelby, self-help author of The Constant Art of Being a Writer âSometimes one can overanalyze. If you preordain, you stifle yourself. Have a general idea, and let the rest come naturally,…
How to avoid heartbreak, dismemberment, or becoming someone’s magical catalyst Once upon a time, it was simple. You met someone you fancied. The wedding was set for June. And theyâd make it too. You knew they would. Call it a hunch. Call it intuition. Call it what it was: a positive test and her fatherâs…
If youâre reading this, youâre probably at least a bit familiar with status ailments in video games. From poison and bleed that drain your hit points, to slow, stun, and sleep that leave you open to combo attacks. We like to think status effects are just game mechanics. But what if theyâre not? What if…
Web novels go back to the earliest times of humanity. Before the wheel, there was the web. And before the web, there was the Web Novel. Okayânot exactly, but the point stands. Despite a thriving, global community of writers and readers, web novels still donât get the respect they deserve. Tens of thousands of people…
An open letter from Bardic Planet on the crimes of Webnovel against writer and reader alike. Dear Webnovel.com, I hope this finds you well. Ideally wrapped around a brick and thrown straight through your window. Long have been the nights spent scrolling through some of your finer worksâShadow Slave, Lord of the Mysteries, Reverend Insanity….
It knows when you are sleeping. It knows when youâre awake. It knows when youâve been bad or good, and if youâve been just the right amount of pathetic, congratulationsâyouâre the new chosen one. I speak not of Santaâthat red-suited pervert who watches children sleep and breaks into homes for milk-based offerings. I speak, of…