So who are my fantasy writers?

I am doing what makes me happy. And I asked to make sure it was simple enough for you to understand.
If you want to do snarky, I can do snarky. But I prefer to just let folks be.

I asked "why?"

You said, "Clear enough," because you took offense to my question for some reason known only to yourself.
 
My stories I've been writing would be in the F/SF category if they weren't illustrated. They're science fantasy in a post-post-apocolyptic world where some parts are more science fantasy but the majority of the world is fantasy. I enjoy writing stories like this because I get to slip in a little world building here and include things I wouldn't be able to in a real world setting.
 
I’ve got some fantasy stories, but none published. I’ve also got pseudo-fantasy stuff I’m working on for a sci-if series where there’s something like a holodeck available.
 
Take the L, man.
Maybe that's how you operate, finding losses where there are none, but I'm not a part of any AH cliques and I'm definitely not a part of one that thinks that way.

I was hoping for an interesting reason behind the movie quotes in his fantasy story outside of the overused wink and nudge and asking, "Hey, did you get that? Did you get that one? You know where that's from?" Pretty soon you're just writing scenes around Easter Eggs that have nothing to do with your story's history.

I wasn't given an interesting reason, which is fine, but then he had to finish his answer with a passive aggressive question. I answered his question in a way several of you didn't like, but thankfully, that's not my problem.
 
Maybe that's how you operate, finding losses where there are none, but I'm not a part of any AH cliques and I'm definitely not a part of one that thinks that way.

I was hoping for an interesting reason behind the movie quotes in his fantasy story outside of the overused wink and nudge and asking, "Hey, did you get that? Did you get that one? You know where that's from?" Pretty soon you're just writing scenes around Easter Eggs that have nothing to do with your story's history.

I wasn't given an interesting reason, which is fine, but then he had to finish his answer with a passive aggressive question. I answered his question in a way several of you didn't like, but thankfully, that's not my problem.
You're seeing offenses where there are, or at least were, none. This isn't about "AH cliques;" it's about you being thin-skinned and having to get the last word in.

Like I said, take the L.
 
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You're seeing offenses where there are, or at least were, none. This isn't about "AH cliques;" it's about you being thin-skinned and having to get the last word in.

Like I said, take the L.

If you're used to "losing" in what should have been a simple conversation, that's what you're used to and that's why you tell other people to do it, but don't project that attitude onto me. I don't "take" losses when there's none to take. You should be happy this isn't a competition.

Clear enough?

That passive aggressive question continued the conversation when it should have been over.

Deal with it.
 
You have come across as actively aggressive throughout, whether you intended it or not, so I'm sorry but you won't be invited to join my clique.
 
You have come across as actively aggressive throughout, whether you intended it or not, so I'm sorry but you won't be invited to join my clique.

I didn't know asking "Why?" was considered aggressive. (What a sad way to live.) And it's a good thing you're not going to invite me, means I won't have to refuse the offer. Cliques are not my style.

What's interesting is that several people would rather reply to me than ignore the conversation I was having with the OP and continue on with his fantasy thread. I forgot how much this place loves drama, even when it should have been non-existent.
 
Back on topic...

I only have a few entries in this category, the first only because the challenge required Sci-Fi, and I had to invent a 'fantasy' element (magic) to make it fit. The Geek Pride challenge tends to attract a lot in this realm.

Sci-Fi readership has particular interests, many enjoy the complex world construction, although that creation as a writer is neither simple nor easy to construct convincingly. My office-mate is a Sci-Fi enthusiast, and maintains a writer can be allowed one 'gimme' that violates normal worldly rules, but after that you have to 'earn' the reader's suspension of disbelief by creating identifiable characters and believable motives.

My favorite Yearning Man: Quest for the Consort is a fantasy (non Sci-Fi) pre-technology world, a matriarchal society in need of a mate for a royal daughter. The name is a riff off the 'Burning Man' festival, and the setting is an equivalent to the Black Rock playa. A public copulation, challenges for the competing males, hot summer temperatures: all are involved. Lot of fun to produce.
 
I started my first foray into the fantasy/sci-fi category tonight. I haven't been this jazzed about a story in a while. When I'm planning/writing a story I often like to read like stories, so shoot me some recommendations.

My story is called The Lusty Adventures of Nina and Brick. A terribly clever title, I know. :sneaky: I'm planning a swashbuckling adventure, full of violence, intrigue, mythological creatures, and sex. Think, Conan with Red Sonya but a little more clean-cut and more musketeer than barbarian. It'll be fun, full of lively banter and movie quotes. Likely an ongoing series.

I'm in a really cool place creatively right now and just had to share. Be cool.

Sprig smiled brightly from her hiding place in the trees. She’d been following these two adventurers around for weeks. Whenever there had been a fight, their lovemaking was always very intense. She ran her fingers over the nipple on her tiny breast and felt her heart race. The tiny forest nymph loved to watch.
I'm more of a dark and foreboding horror lover than a fantasy amorist.
 
What's interesting is that several people would rather reply to me than ignore the conversation I was having with the OP and continue on with his fantasy thread. I forgot how much this place loves drama, even when it should have been non-existent.

I think most of us probably saw his reply to you for what it was: a valid reply.

You chose to see it as something else. That's on you.
 
It's been extremely fun creating a fantasy world where lewdness and sexuality does not have the same dogmatic taboo as it does in the real world. Where it's baked in the magic of the world, the mythos, and everyday life. The continent I've been focusing on lately is mostly futanari due to a last ditch to survive since more than 90% of men had perished in endless wars.

I've doing a short series called Rise of the Ice Queen, following one of those people of myth with more than a little dash of Eldritch fun along the way.
 
Please put those things away, boys. No one is going to measure them. Let him, who is the ass, remain so, and let us discuss the topic again. Personally, I love movie, book, or play quotes. "It's the stuff dreams are made of." Which is a quote from a movie that was a quote from a play. That makes it two for the price of none.
 
Well, in the play, it is actually, we are the stuff dreams are made of. But, it was still a reference to Shakespeare. "The stuff that dreams are made of" is a line of dialog from The Maltese Falcon (1941 film). It is a reference to a line from Shakespeare's play The Tempest: "We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep."
I've never seen either, but it's a lovely quote.
 
Full quote from the play:

Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air;
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve;
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.
 
Full quote from the play:

Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air;
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve;
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.
I asked this in a different thread, but I'll ask here, since you haven't answered me yet.

How does a girl who ran away from home at 12, lived on the streets and made a living from, well you know, for two years, grow up to be a woman that reads and quotes William 'fucking' Shakespeare?
 
Well, my adopted father, and I think you new that. But yes, he taught me well.
I asked this in a different thread, but I'll ask here, since you haven't answered me yet.

How does a girl who ran away from home at 12, lived on the streets and made a living from, well you know, for two years, grow up to be a woman that reads and quotes William 'fucking' Shakespeare?
 
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