Tell me about the story you're writing, /lit/. Tell me about the characters. Tell me about your inspirations. Heck, let me see the little doodles or AI mock-ups of your characters and scenes. Don't be shy.

>>24576242 (OP)
My story is incubating in secrecy demon. Should I share too much the fumes will combine with the bad air in this place and everything will blow up and cover us in fetoids

>>24576242 (OP)
It's about a Marian apparition.

I am not a writer. I don't have stories to write. I have nothing to say.

>>24576242 (OP)
i have an idea of magnum opus regarding conspiracy theories and two sidedness of being.
Like what Pynchon did in GR, only regarding Bayesian equation.
I'll explore mechanics to whom jews refer as to 'forcing the hand of the god'.
That's about the skeleton, but the meat and
flesh of the novella will come from tsarist time memoirs of some russian statesman, the book that was widely published at specific time and then fell in disfavour.
The only problem is that lazy and retarded Grok won't generate valid content from that text. I prompted it to summarize the book but it fails to capture simple sentiments. I sarcastically ordered it to "sound less like AI generated slop and at least try to put some soul into it'.

>>24576242 (OP)
Here's a bit from a chapter I'm working on.

> They stood there and smoked until the outline of the black Mercedes became too faint to see. The south face of Ararat hung over the horizon like an oversized tombstone.
> "You sure about this?"
> "What, cold feet?"
> The Ukrainian took a drag on his Parliament.
> "It's not the job... It's him. He's inexperienced at this. Also angry. And scared, although he's trying to hide it. He can do something stupid. You trust him?"
> "No, but I trust his fear. He won't do shit. You going to call Ali?"
> "I don't know if Ali made it out of Peshawar. I haven't heard from him since. Even if yes... he lost his old men there. His new ones, they only worked in the field all their life. But in Dubai we have to do it clean. No. I will call Rustam. Chris still working in the Gulf?"
> "Yeah. As far as I know."
> "Good, you call him. We use him for tools and transport. This will be uh..." - he stared at the ground and tossed the cigarette butt to the side - "six people. Silenced PCC, one rifle. And we will need the jet on standby, for exfil. And Rustam's document man is shit, so you do the passports instead."
> They got in the car.
> "You want to try chemical? Explosive?"
> "No explosive, no. Too loud. Chemical maybe, I have to see. Don't spend too much on this."

I have a feeling I'm trying way too hard with this.

I'm writing about giant women.

>>24576242 (OP)
Now, this is a story all about how my life got flipped-turned upside down, and I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there, I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air.

In West Philadelphia born and raised, on the playground was where I spent most of my days, Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin', all cool, and all shootin' some b-ball outside of the school, when a couple of guys who were up to no good, started making trouble in my neighborhood, I got in one little fight and my mom got scared, she said, "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air"

I begged and pleaded with her day after day, But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way, she gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket, I put my Walkman on and said, "I might as well kick it"

First class, yo this is bad, drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass, Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like? Hmm, this might be alright.

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that, Is this the type of place that they just send this cool cat? I don't think so, I'll see when I get there, I hope they're prepared for the Prince of Bel-Air.

Well I, the plane landed, and when I came out, there was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out, I ain't trying to get arrested yet, I just got here, I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared.

I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said, "Fresh" and it had dice in the mirror, if anything I could say that this cab was rare, but I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, holmes to Bel Air"

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight, and I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later" I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.

>>24576787
it's a nice one except for cigs. Instead of feminine parliament they should smoke opium laced cannabis or chew poppy gum. And odessite instead of ukrainian.

I'm currently working on a short novel entirely via "automatic writing", like surrealist poets. The idea is that a plot would emerge as I just wrote down every word I think about. It started as an exercise to forced myself to write something, since I normally get too stuck in thinking about stories instead of writing them down, so I never finish my novels; this one will conclude when it reaches 150 pages. Right now the story is surprisingly coherent: it's about a guy who is born a country destroyed by war, after which a new experimental government is installed, the "trisectarian state", where the state works under the consensus of three religious/philosophical/ideological sects. The main character tells the story of his youth, his romantic misadventures and his clashes with the three sects

>>24576896
So, Disco Elysium

>>24576812
you must be an old fag. we used to watch that show every week

An isekai with the theme of the MC’s party as betrayers. NOT betrayal of the MC — betrayal of one’s monarchs, one’s people, one’s family, of one’s self. Who are the people who seek out the cheat reincarnated from the other world to join him, and what will they sacrifice for a chance to fulfill their deepest desires? Will the MC notice the drama and attacks of consciousness happening around him or will he continue to see his party as just supporting characters in his protagonist’s tale?

>>24576842
Not really, I know Ukrainians smoke plenty of Parliament, including men. The other guy is British, too, so I don't think he'd do it. Besides, in another place I have the Ukrainian character joke about how "It is all white, costs too much and kills you in the long run, so Parliament is a good name".
"The Odessite" is a good idea, thanks.