How To Outline A Story:

how to outline a story:

write a bullet point list of everything that happens

realize it doesn’t make sense

cry

start writing anyway

Concept: Depressing dystopian factory where everything is gray and samey and the workers are called by their employee numbers by an ominous deep voice.

But it's a really great place to work with high salaries, excellent benefits, and a flexible working schedule with plenty of paid leave. They just like the dystopian aesthetic.

snippet from The Noble Prince (placeholder title for easy reference on here)

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If he’s going to make any progress, though, he has to start now. So Kieran makes a conscious effort to stop thinking about his old life and start thinking about his new one. He’s been invited to breakfast with some of the other guards once his overnight shift is over. After that, he plans to go down to the shops and buy a few things to make his new barren house feel more like a home. He didn’t bring much from Hostettler since –

Wake up.

Kieran shoots to his feet as the grating voice pierces through his thoughts. It scrapes against his brain like a blade on stone, drawing a shiver up his spine and making the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. He looks around for the source of the voice, but he’s still alone in the hallway. The door to the rest of the prison is still shut. The door to the cell is still locked three times over.

It sounded like a woman’s voice that he heard. The prisoner’s?

Kieran slowly makes his way to the iron door, his heart fluttering nervously. Another shiver rocks through him when he presses his hand against the cold iron, and it feels like it draws the heat out of his body through his palm. Kieran peers through the small window, not much bigger than his own head, and lined up and down with thick iron bars.

“Are you alright?” he asks as his eyes begin to adjust to the darkness of the windowless cell. But after a few blinks, he can see the shape of a person still lying on the bed at the back of the room. It looks like she’s on her side with her back towards the door. Exactly as she was before.

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[sits up suddenly in a cold sweat] what if my corpse doesn't rot