When you came to my page, I hope you’ve read my user profile. I spent an evening putting that together and making it look nice. I believe it’s a decent job.

Anyway, in the first section I noted that you may be fortunate enough to see me write something on this profile. So far, I stayed true to that and wrote an essay in my last journal. I found a lot of enjoyment in that. It was a vent piece, sure, but it was satisfying to work on a little writing project of sorts. I’m somewhat relieved that nobody has really read it yet, because I was continuously making minor edits while it was live. I’m the type that writes first and edits later. While my grammar was on point, I felt the need to read over it a million times to perfect my prose. It was satisfying nonetheless to get a product I was confident in being published and on full display via my user page.

I initially said any writing here would be mainly journal dumps, but today is your lucky day. The writing bug bit me and I have a story concept I’m brewing up to be published in the gallery of this profile despite my original intentions.

My new internet persona has been off to a slow start. I’ve been wandering about Furaffinity/Telegram/Discord with nothing much to do nor anybody to talk to. That’s perfectly fine, I figured this would happen- however, it’s very boring. With my new career I haven’t much to do with my weekday evenings. It’d be irresponsible to go out with my friends as I typically prefer to do on weekends, so I’ve been mainly lounging around miserably scrolling through social media. I found that writing in my journal section alleviated that boredom, so I’ve come to the natural conclusion that writing is both a productive and lucrative way I can be spending my mundane Monday-Thursday nights. I realized it would not only be a way to practice my writing but also explore my new pursuits in the furry community. Maybe if I get interested readers, I can make some new friends along the way. Anyhow, I’m sure you want to know where my mind is going in terms of what this story will be about.

I came up with an in-depth fantasy concept some time back about a dichotomy between winged wolves (similar to elves) and more ground based ones (similar to dwarves… but a lot larger). While each species played an important role in maintaining the setting of the story, they were interlocked in territory disputes for almost the entirety of existence. The idea was that it was a ying and yang situation with one unavoidable constant; war. In this universe, peacemakers and diplomats were seen as idealistic idiots because constant war between the races was something that had been an integral part of life in this setting for a millennia (see any parallels to anything hint hint). I really try to push myself to be original, and this might come off as the complete opposite, but it was fun to daydream and pre-write about regardless. They say a writers ideas never die but instead get recycled. So I recycled this to come up with this new idea I hope to actually write.

Getting caught up in world building is a slippery slope and that was what held the original concept from getting off the ground. The ironic thing is that I’d much rather build characters than worlds, and in reality, I’m probably much better at the latter too!

I already have the outlines of characters plotted out and the interactions they’ll have mapped. A similar world to what I originally created, with a dichotomy between the races of the two main characters that ends up creating tension in their budding romantic relationship. A mischievous and aloof female versus a stubborn and stoic male. The female is a low ranking scout for her people while the male is the sole guardian of his. Caught treading on his territory and scoping out his peaceful village, the male catches the female scout. In the subsequent scuffle, he breaks her wing, making escape back to her mountain home nearly impossible. The male is forced to detain her in his own home on the outskirts of the village. Her wit and seduction start to crack his cold outer shell, slowly converting a scenario of guard and prisoner to a relationship of mutual romantic interest. How will the female recover her lost freedom while still retaining her new found love? How will the male navigate falling for the enemy while still staying loyal to his people and true to his honor?

( TL;DR the story I’m writing is going to be about star-crossed lovers, a winged wolf (comparable to an elf, female) and ground based warrior wolf (imagine a larger dwarf, male), initially coming to blows, but eventually falling for one another after one takes the other prisoner. They have hot feral sex and make adorable lil’ hybrid puppies. Pretty cool. Don’t know if I’m doing myself or the story much justice by describing it in this way, but hey, it’s the shortest and sweetest way to describe it. )

Again, not the most original, because I’m sure it’s sounding like your typical star-crossed lover scenario. However, Brandon Sanderson, New York Times Bestseller fantasy writer (maybe you’ve seen his lectures on creative writing on YouTube), claims that a good story always prevails over an original one. We’re all just telling the same stories mixed up anyway, right? There’s no actual true originality? My goal here is to carry things with the complexity of my characters, not so much the plot or circumstances. I’m doing this for fun, so being a perfect narrative isn’t my goal anyway… that fear is a feature of my writing subconscious and insecurity more than it is something I should seriously consider in my pursuit of producing this piece.

Look at that, I’m rambling again! I did say I like writing these. I really do hope this story gets somewhere and I can have a chapter in the next week, but this isn’t the first time I came up with a concept and didn’t follow it through. I guess if things don’t pan out… This journal will exist to remind and haunt me over my inaction.