There should be a fanfic writing game called the showrunners challenge where someone writes a story and partway through someone else can play things like "actor leaves after 4000 more words" or "topic now too politically sensitive due to unforeseen world events" or "lost rights to that reference"
“Wisteria, give me a moment’s peace. I will do what I need to do to be the gentleman I was born to be. I’ll not resort to unnecessary cruelty and be no gentleman at all.”
KC: was she really so bad?
Bradford “Trip” Elijah Pendleton III: My wife? *sips his brandy* Wisteria was ever delicate, ever in bloom, a vision… guided only by her true nature, ever so steadily climbing and climbing in a serpentine path to heights she could hardly comprehend.
KC: But… to end up where she ended up… so many women didn’t deserve her fate. How can I trust she did? How can I convince my readers she deserved that?
Bradford “Trip” Elijah Pendleton III: Were it not for ambitious women, my family would have been like any other. My grandmother made us extraordinary at risk of being burned at the stake. Wisteria was not merely ambitious. My wife was obsessed, fiendish, and violent. If your readers are unable to distinguish between these women, the lack of ambition at hand is your own.
having an oc you havent drawn / written about publicly yet that only exist as a concept is so funny. i have special access to this limited edition guy from my brain
uncanny valley = things that aren't normal almost getting it right
third person limited view
limited expressions
rot, mold, damage, age, static, flickering, espsecially in places it shouldn't be
limited sights for your mc - blindness, darkness, fog
being alone - the more people there are, the less scary it is
intimate knowledge, but only on one side
your reader's imagination will scare them more than anything you could ever write. you don't have to offer a perfectly concrete explanation for everything at the end. in fact, doing so may detract from your story.
Bradford Pendleton had dark brown hair that curled if it got too long. He had warm brown cognac eyes and usually went too long between shaves. His posture made him look taller than he was, and his smile was bright and disarming… all the better for telling a lie and getting away with it.
Brad Pendleton had lighter brown hair that went too long between trims. It looked better that way, boyish & soft. The warmth in the eyes he inherited from his dad and the general softness in his physique he inherited from his mother served to soften the public perception of his inner rage.
Bradford Elijah Pendleton III had jet black hair, slicked back with his bespoke hair tonic. He had an intense stare from the top of his razor sharp cheekbones to the furrow of his impeccable brows. It’s all by clever design. He’s wise but not shrewd (at first) and grooms himself to appear a more intense negotiator than he is.
Brady Pendleton grew up with the legendary family cheekbones but (like his grandfather) lost them in adulthood. If nobody reminded him to get a shave or cut, he would let it go for a few months. His smile isn’t perfect like his father’s, but unlike his father, people have actually SEEN Brady smile genuinely. Even when he does, there’s an apparent longstanding depression in his eyes.