My Story

So, what to do now. i am going to give me a quote from a book i want to write, so that i may remember it tomorrow and in the future if i ever do decide to write something. here we go: Kid says(yes his name is kid. i havent thought about this enough to come up with an actual name. besides, names are the hardest thing for me to come up with. why cant science fiction characters be named john or something? instead they have to be named things like Drizzt or Dresdan(i know his first name is harry but everyone call me by my last name so thats how i refer to my favorite book characters as) and no, there was no pun intended when the initials of my examples are DD. you pervs)

anyways, Kid says " Hey, when do i get a nickname? everyone in this clan has one, why dont I?"

Leader guy, angry now, says "you idiot. nicknames arent things that are given, not in this clan. nicknames are things that you EARN. every single person in this clan has EARNED their nickname, paid for with blood and sweat most times."

Kid, a little scared now but with a hint of rebellion, says" what about those who didnt earn theirs with blood and sweat? like the cooks nickname, (insert awesome nickname here)? all he ever does is cook food, i have never seen him do anything worthy of that name."

Leader guy slaps kid across the face " dont you EVER diss the cooks name again. There are worse things than blood and sweat to pay. some day he may tell you what he had to do to earn that name, but until you do you will show RESPECT for what he does and what he lost"

see, my problem in writing a story isnt so much the ideas or anything, its basically starting it out in a way that i like and then keeping with it. but from some of the things that i have read thats the way that most authors are so i dont feel to bad about it. i hope that i will eventually write the actual story in my head, but that might be a while still. oh well, shit happens.

cause i can, i will outline whats in my head for you, readers who might stumble across this and be bored or high enough to want to read it. its set in a world where humanity rose to a peak of technological might, higher than we are today but not quite space travel. then, something happened, and we were no longer alone on our world. suddenly, we were sharing our world with a thousand different species of creatures, all just as smart as we are. while some of them hadnt reached the peak of science and technology that we had, some had reached it. and for those who didnt have science and technology on their side, they usually brought something else. suddenly, magic was in our world, not the fake shit but real magic. stuff that made a race who still used bronze axes and wooden shields able to hold their own against an armed group of soldier equiped with the latest in body armor and rifles. that kind of magic. suddenly, humanity wasnt the biggest and baddest race on the earth anymore, and we lost land quickly. My story takes place well after the other races came to us, and follows a clan roaming the great plains of what was once America.