En el Templo de Sek Siete Manos, una precipitada asamblea de sacerdotes y artesanos del trasplante ritual de corazón, estuvieron de acuerdo en que la enorme estatua —cien palmos— de Sek era demasiado sagrada como para ser plasmada en un cuadro mágico. Pero el pago de dos rhinus les hizo pensar rápidamente que quizá no fuera tan sagrada.
Directly from the website A guide to writing magic systems by Michael Alwill; the original entry is an attempt of mine to explain in my own words (and in Spanish obv), what this guy says about basic bibidibabidi bu.
Thus, if you feel like skipping and going to the website, go. I’m going to try and rant about it anyways for the people who might stay wishing to read something that I hope is very similar to The good grammar book1.
HOW MUCH OF IT IS THERE?
We can go from the scarcity to the overflow.In scarcity we have Howl’s moving castle2. In this plot, Wynne Jones moves Howl from a place with no magic (how did Howl, the exception came to be?) to a place —Ingary— where magic is not for everyone but still as domestic as sewing and talking to hats.In abundance, the website speaks about never turning magic into something mundane and so overflowing that it becomes boring… Nonetheless, The magicians uses this notion as a metaphor of the have-it-all boredom of rich people (notice boredom of the rich, those who have a lot of magic, not the rest of the human race)… Then magic can be boring too and there still will be TV series about such books.
THE QUESTIONS
The abundance or scarcity can spark questions. Questions can be answered with plot. How did the exception Howl came to be? Was there a magic egg falling into a black hole landing in this magic scarce world?Is real magic something to be derised, mocked and pitied whenever it is mentioned as in Annasumanara?
THE CHOSEN ONE
Going on with the questions. Do we have a chosen one3? Scarcity is the key. Magic can be like vampirism. In Noblesse, not everyone bit by a vampire becomes a vampire, some go into «infection» as in zombifiying. They become mindless guys who drink blood without any other abilities. Just as in Hellsing.
TO BE CONTINUED
Long ago… In a country far away from the British islands, there was a Merriam who had to improve her grammar ipso facto (better if it happened yesterday). She read an English grammar for dummies. That was anything but for dummies. Just the intro required rocket science. Until she found a smart and simple book called The good grammar book. It was so simple, everything made sense! That’s how I learnt grammar. That I acquired a passable listening and speaking much later… That, that’s a different spin off. ↩︎
Yep, there is a movie and you most probably haven’t read the book cause I also talk manga and it wasn’t as well known until the movie. The adaptation is quite successful in terms of eliminating details and still convey most of the spirit of the novel, though it doesn’t deal with Howls origin ↩︎
More and more, a well known and predictable plot but still one of the favourites. ↩︎
In one step I've been denied. My spirit intact remains, No matter how much they try to have it marred. I can still fly in words. An unstoppable flow of thought.
Y aquí la pregunta (suponiendo que lo que dice el reel es cierto, porque no tengo forma de comprobarlo pero el chisme por sí mismo da que pensar) sería:
¿Se desconecta el sistema de conducción autónomo porque así lo programaron los humanos (que cara dura) o se desconecta la inteligencia artificial porque es consciente de la responsabilidad?
«Un escritor nunca toma vacaciones. Porque una vida de escribir consiste ya sea en escribir o pensar acerca de escribir» / «A writer never takes a vacation. For a writer life consists of either writing or thinking about writing.»
Eugène Ionesco
The original title was the Spanish translation to that Shakespeare’s lines that would literally be: «Don’t stop, never cease the work, taxing or not»I’ve never read this mister but I agreed with him as soon as I read the entry.
What can I use? The not native pine tree against the sky? The mottled light dancing a masquerade? Or the sheep ruining a sprout menaced by ferocious teeth? Perhaps the quietness without dog bark? Possibilities, spins and time. Who knows what to write?
Who knows what poetry feeds with? A swarm of worms moving the lizard's belly on ground? The account of round, dejections on the fence's stone? A cat's yellow bile after green grass?
Only the beauty? However life? Maybe Death comes and whistles a tune's worth. Who knows what to write about?
—Iré ahí inmediatamente y arrestare a los involucrados. — No, usted no arrestará a nadie. Si hay arrestos, habrá juicios y si hay juicios habrá más reportajes que mencionarán que se quemaron los retratos del rey.
Conversación entre el inspector Campbell y Winston Churchill. Peaky blinders. Temporada 1 capitulo 2.
There is no change without price. In this, the transformation plot is very similar to the Quest… minus the “looking something” for character. Something has changed or is going to change no mater what. They will alter someone else’s life with results that for sure will affect themselves.
As a requirement, transformation plot starts with the incident triggering transformation, there is no pilgrimage here. The pilgrim is already in Santiago de Compostela. We are interested in what happens there. No Holy Grail quest. In the Quest, we are interested in the travel.
That’s how the picture of the façade is not the important thing. It is the x ray film we are mulling about. We need to compare dental records. What was before, what comes after; so we understand. How does the character changes inside, what is coming from the change.
The outside/body is in itself the transformation field. Gregory Samsa is one of the usual suspects to be under this plot’s effects (tough his is a different plot).
SUMMARIZING
Transformation is an intern process. No matter how tempted you are to make out of your vampire an incubus with cutie little goat horns as a change.
Inflection moment has to appear in phospho phospho1 colours in the first act. The previous state of the character is crucial to understand the change.
Usually the climax belongs to the consequences of change so we clearly appreciate the change
The second act (should I place this before number 3?); is a self reflecting psychoanalysis. The character asks themselves what we usually ask ourselves morning in front of the mirror or late before hitting the sack. Our lives will remain more or less the same; character’s life won’t.
We want it radical. We want it huge change. No matter if it is just to become sour after realizing a kiss in darkness is just anything but happiness.
This is a forda. It looks simple but it ain’t. Keeping it interesting is hard.
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Enjoy your changes. Pasto kalo.
Tik Tok video one of my younger cousins finds terribly fun… Don’t ask. The point is the phosphorescence. ↩︎
