everyday

I have been mulling over a couple of story ideas that I would like to someday write down in novel form. The first deals with a man who has learned to stop time and how this unchecked power eventually drives him to depravity, depression and all the evil that power brings. The second, and most recent of my ideas, centers around the invention and subsequent sociological consequences of perceived faster than light travel by means of differing temporal dimensions. I have worked out some of the mechanisms of each story, but I haven’t a clue as to how I should go about writing them. Perhaps I should get a book on how to write.

As for my desire to write science fiction; it is what I like. The fantastical and imaginary, when rooted in scientific plausibility, appeals to me. I am extremely interested in science and technology, and science fiction uses both of these as a vessel for telling a story. I suppose I am sort of making excuses for liking a literary form that is frowned upon by many scholarly types, but I can’t help that I like it.

I want to write a book. Who doesn’t, right? I have a few stories floating around in my head, but I have no clue as to the proper method for putting pen to paper and producing something of merit. The stories I have thought about are science fiction based, but don’t dwell on the science fiction. I like science fiction that uses science, and fiction to tell a good story. A story about human suffering, the quest for power, insanity and so on. I guess I am into sci-fi because just regular old fiction seems to me to be too plain. I need the fantastic for some reason. This doesn’t always hold true, I do like plain old fiction when it is well done. But even then, I consider it to be well done when the author has described his world in a way that allows my imagination to envelope it. I like thinking about why a character acts a certain way. What physical, outside pressures are acting on him. What is pushing him to make the decisions he makes. So perhaps I will begin to write…