New Writing Ideas

[CCoburn]

Authors need to coordinate writing activities around the framework without interfering with its' formula... or - it might require a coordinating arbiter, a moderator of the tale, a navigator of its development.  Is that even possible?  I'd suspect it can work.

It might be good to 'workshop' the sci-fi aspect of this... all authors need to respect the framework, and it would help to develop a "non-competition' attitude about where the story goes...

I love where this might go, and how it might take form...

I was just thinking earlier about the level of quality (and effort) that should be expected here, and Maxmars seems to be reinforcing an expectation of it being at least moderate; maybe something along the lines of: we're serious about this, but let's also try and have some fun with it. There may be some need for team collaboration(maybe not so much "moderation" – not sure), and this thread could also serve as a sort of collaborative hub after the fact.

I really hadn't anticipated this heading into a theoretical cosmology quite so fast, if at all, but who knows whether or not this might become a relevant asset at some arbitrary point, so there's likely some discussion there prior to blasting off. See, I knew there was a reason why I said "No rush".

It's just something to be nurtured at a reasonable pace. It's just status quo; no time pressure or deadlines. My allotment for recreational writing can't really be augmented much if any.

Right now I see a couple of different cosmological models existing at the outset (that was fast), so I'll probably delve into that a bit next at some point.

Also, I think the interest in this so far was unexpected and seems to have picked up a little speed over the past day; at one point I recall thinking that it may be just me and Quantum12 (and possibly Midicon) working on this even if it is only comments and discussion in the 'pre-thread'.

[Maxmars]

I was just thinking earlier about the level of quality (and effort) that should be expected here, and Maxmars seems to be reinforcing an expectation of it being at least moderate; maybe something along the lines of: we're serious about this, but let's also try and have some fun with it. There may be some need for team collaboration(maybe not so much "moderation" – not sure), and this thread could also serve as a sort of collaborative hub after the fact.

I really hadn't anticipated this heading into a theoretical cosmology quite so fast, if at all, but who knows whether or not this might become a relevant asset at some arbitrary point, so there's likely some discussion there prior to blasting off. See, I knew there was a reason why I said "No rush".

It's just something to be nurtured at a reasonable pace. It's just status quo; no time pressure or deadlines. My allotment for recreational writing can't really be augmented much if any.

Right now I see a couple of different cosmological models existing at the outset (that was fast), so I'll probably delve into that a bit next at some point.

Also, I think the interest in this so far was unexpected and seems to have picked up a little speed over the past day; at one point I recall thinking that it may be just me and Quantum12 (and possibly Midicon) working on this even if it is only comments and discussion in the 'pre-thread'.

Please don't consider my post as having any special gravitas.  It was not intended to impose anything other than my spurious thoughts on the exercise. 
If you want it to be goofy, serious, a labor of joy, or a project of love... it's all good... enjoy your freedom!

All of you have more than adequate skills and require no editorial comments from me (that's not my place.)  I only meant to offer something for your considerations... 

Sometimes I wax towards the obtuse... missing a point you all are already in harmony over.  If that's the case, I humbly apologize. 
I kind of feel like I accidentally crashed a party... embarrassing...  

Whatever you choose to do, have fun, take your time, and we will all enjoy the results (as usual.) 

[CCoburn]

Please don't consider my post as having any special gravitas.  It was not intended to impose anything other than my spurious thoughts on the exercise. 
If you want it to be goofy, serious, a labor of joy, or a project of love... it's all good... enjoy your freedom!

All of you have more than adequate skills and require no editorial comments from me (that's not my place.)  I only meant to offer something for your considerations... 

Sometimes I wax towards the obtuse... missing a point you all are already in harmony over.  If that's the case, I humbly apologize. 
I kind of feel like I accidentally crashed a party... embarrassing...  

Whatever you choose to do, have fun, take your time, and we will all enjoy the results (as usual.) 

Any and all input is welcome here, and there are already some things to consider that are a part of that I haven't even gotten to yet.

Comedy is pretty much a creature of opportunity for me, and I wouldn't go so far as to elevate it to the level of "goofiness", but more like mundane as what would naturally occur in the course of ones everyday life.

I think this type of writing is a moderate deviation from what I am usually accustomed where I'm mostly geared towards a style of pithiness to a page length, but it's not necessarily the writing itself that is large, but more the concept of the writing in its entirety.

Everyone has an invitation to the "party", just don't set your expectations too high so you're less likely  to be disappointed.

Right now it's mostly just parameters, labels, and guidelines. I know one of the 'other' most renown models in cosmology has crept its way in here, so we'll discuss that sooner rather than later just in case it would present itself for whatever reason later on down the road.

The choices for a root origin model is either expansion theory(Big Bang stuff), or M-theory which is our 4D spacetime plus six micro dimensions and the bulk – for a grand total of 11 dimensions.

I think some just gravitate towards M-theory because it appears more colorful and brainy(no pun 'initially' intended) where I tend to lean more towards the law of parsimony(Occams' razor), so my choice would be expansion theory, but we can talk more about that later. This is all still pretty much in a fluid state here.

[Raptured]

I applaud all of you writers.  I often get fantastic ideas (at least I think so) for a premise, a plot-point or a conclusion to a great story but I, for the life of me, would not be able to sit down and construct an entire story around it.

Are there easy-to-learn practices or tips for becoming a novice writer/storyteller?

[Maxmars]

I applaud all of you writers.  I often get fantastic ideas (at least I think so) for a premise, a plot-point or a conclusion to a great story but I, for the life of me, would not be able to sit down and construct an entire story around it.

Are there easy-to-learn practices or tips for becoming a novice writer/storyteller?

Oh I've been there too.

I found that simply telling the story idea to someone (almost anyone) who'll listen patiently... helps to make the practice of actually writing it out easier.  Please pardon my presumption, as I humbly urge you to try it.

[CCoburn]

I think I'm fixin' to discuss M-theory and expansion theory a bit next so we can get that out of the way. It's not directly relevant, but since it was brought up. We may be held up in this preliminary thread for a while, but that's okay, it's all good and this is fun stuff.

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The Andromeda Code : M-theory Vs Expansion Theory


So with the conventional expansion theory we basically have the three spatial dimensions plus time, and M-theory introduces these micro dimensions (calabi-yau maniflold) plus one spatially extended dimension referred as the bulk in which this theoretical multiverse resides.

Now first off I have problem with this "bulk" because I don't believe space to be infinite and eternal – I believe space was also created as a medium for the things to come.

I would actually put time as the primary and initial dimension of the creator where the spatial dimensions would be secondary to that.

I think also part of the problem is in trying to reconcile some of the more abstract dimensions via mathematics where numbers are not quite so relevant except for maybe zero and one.

Forcing mathematics where it does not belong may result in some catchy dimensional attributes – like trying to force all dimensions in a spacetime model via mathematics.

The problem could be that some dimensions of existence just simply do not relate to mathematics, and this is edging its way towards some dimensions of consciousness that are not mathematically rectifiable.

What is a dimension of existence? We are talking about root components of existence that exhibit depth and measurement. Consciousness is very dimensional with its various modes of 'feeling'(and depth/variance thereof), but there can be no declaration of this in a mathematical sense, and if you somehow manage to work it into some cosmological/dimensional formula you might end up with something like these micro dimensions which allow the math to work, but are actually placeholders for something else a bit more ethereal.

[CCoburn]

I think maybe the next time I play around with the AI I might try composing a cool cover graphic including a brief summary, and then create the thread.

The pre-thread is kind of interesting though with its content, ideas, suggestions, and inquiries. M-theory, and Maxmars offered some areas of consideration, and Quantum12, well, all he wants to do is just resolve some of the most profound existential inquiries of all time – I don't really see any problems here.

So, I wouldn't mind spending a little more time in the pre-thread, and I think I also recall saying "no rush" at one point as well.

And I think the overall quality will just be indicative the diversity of writers involved, and that's still yet to be determined.

[727Sky]

Big bang brane


Back in my writing days I needed something that could get a ship to a destination without the crew having to go into hibernation . Phasing into a different dimension seemed possible with "M" theory so I went that direction... Np I am not pushing the theory other than to make a story half way believable and enjoyable to me.
Chapter

The twins, Sky and Fhaa sat at a corner table and for all who might glance in their general direction they appeared to be a strikingly beautiful humanoid couple just sitting and watching the scenery. Sky at full height was 6'4" and Fhaa, which stood 5'8" were not overly tall for USSB humans but certainly not short either. Like many others in this station's bar they appeared to have stopped by for some refreshments and to watch some of the vid screens placed at several strategic locations for the patrons viewing pleasure. One of the vid screens was showing the stations local news which was broadcasting non-stop about a huge interception of syn-drug and a arms shipment that had been hidden in a freighter headed for the planet Khanchantaburi. The history of the planet Khanchantaburi, according to the vid screen, was one of war, drugs, and corruption with different factions all trying to be dominate their individual niches.
 
The twins were not in the bar to cause problems or even really be taken notice of. They were there to gather information for USSB (the multiverse Empire they belonged to) and more or less blend in with the locals. Considering all the different Sentients at this station the 'blending in part' should have been no problem for this planned short stay.

Sky and Fhaa were both armed with 10 inch daggers which were well concealed in their blend in dress attire. Even if someone were able at first glance to catch sight of one of the daggers a normal Sentient would consider the blades a form of decoration or even some customary display of a martial dress code; not much of a threat where everyone carried blasters or much greater weapons; just puny little daggers after all. However, little did anyone know that these blades were able to emit a cutter beam out to 12 long steps, or just cut like a regular very sharp 10" blade at close range. The cutter emitter was controlled by a biometric thumb wheel when the handle was grasped. Every click of the wheel would give a range for the cutter beam of approximately two steps. Six clicks were equal to 12 long steps.

If there were problems, Mom and Dad plus Tiki (their Phase ship) were just a thought away; so what could possibly go wrong ?

So far, the information they had gathered had been as expected and they were getting rather bored with being spies. There was absolutely nothing glamorous about listening to broken thoughts about money, sex, and the life forms thoughts about positioning and scheming for more power; which would also bring money and more sex...
O.K. so money, power/status, and sex seemed to drive and motivate the universe. At this station's bar there were no exceptions to the universal basic motivators as far as the twins could tell. Sex the twins could understand but the whole over powering need for money or credits and the social position they might bring made both of them feel sorry for these Sentients. USSB certainly did not work that way except for the sex maybe, which was a good deal.

USSB was always short of personnel so if the pleasurable activity of sex was carried out to its' fully intended purpose everything was a net positive especially for the new life force created.. .

The beings of this station, at their particular stage of development, (they had not discovered Bulk travel) were a 'Satong a dozen' (think less than a penny)in this one of the 11 known universes.. Nothing of real value for USSB at this stage of these life forms development. You could feed the information to USSB Main on any of these societal life forms and get a total probability read out based off of millions of other Sentients on where a particular culture would be in another thousand years; barring accidents and maybe a lucky scientific breakthrough. You could say, when USSB mapped a galaxy they mapped everything to include the potential of the life forms found therein. Seldom was USSB surprised by a race of Sentients or their actions during some future time line because USSB had seen and recorded it all countless times before with only slight variations on a theme which most considered , “Survival of a Species”..

The station with all the various life forms transiting throughout its' location had been considered as a possibility for some decent intelligence gathering. Maybe the inhabitants could offer a surprise or something of interest to keen observers; (which Sky and Fhaa with their telepathic abilities and the reading of minds certainly were). Actually most Sentients would consider the twins super magically keen observers if not down right scary, if the truth were known about their abilities; which were augmented by their USSB Biochips.
But alas, the twins were coming to the conclusion that so far, these were just boring, run of the mill Sentients at this station's bar and of little interest other than the occasional amusing social aspect; otherwise boring for any technological intel worth their time.

This bar scene was a continuation of our investigating and the mapping of the Hadock dimension so no matter how boring, it was what we were doing. I suppose I was cut slightly differently being an earthling and all, for I found just about everything of interest to me; even if not so much for USSB.

After our first encounter with some bugs that thought they were gods in this universe and the subsequent actions of our little band of family, along with Cricket (Tall gray bug) and the two little gray droids, we had finally managed to show those particular tall grays the error of their ways. Later, after taking care of a few lose ends for USSB, we moved just 133 million light years away to a double bar galaxy along our research/fact finding route. Cricket and her two small Gray companions would continue to survey the galaxy with drones and close up inspections in the opposite limb of the galaxy from us.
 
The black hole (s) at the center of this galaxy were actually two dense gravity fields that would merge in a little less the five million Earth years; again not all that uncommon..

Tiki had needed to stop at several asteroids along our route for more raw materials as she was busy turning out thousands of low tech droids every sleep cycle. The Hadock universe was huge and would take millions and billions of fast moving droids for our USSB mapping and research purposes.

With Cricket and the two other ships with one Gray each remaining in this Hadock dimension to continue with basic research/mapping along with the seeding of drones, this USSB mission would be finished sooner than most would believe. Cricket's three ships were presently finished with their quadrant of this galaxy and had moved on to another Galaxy to start the process all over again. Three USSB ships could accomplish what needed to be done much faster than our single ship could.. Besides we were not really in a rush.
 
Layla and I were doing our own bit of research on a planet around a sun 3 light years away from Fhaa and Sky who were doing some close up observations on a decently inhabited large research and refit space station. The refit part was a place where ships could be replenish their supplies along with new parts installed if needed....for a price..

We had just finished a most refreshing swim in a clear pool of water, which was fed by a small water fall, when Tiki alerted us that there were screams from what sounded like a female crying out for help not that far from our position. (not that far is a relative term so I had to ask Tiki how far.)



She replied, “THAT WITHOUT TRIANGLIZATION IT WAS IMPOSITBLE TO ACCURATELY TELL...!.... BUT HER BEST GUESS WAS 3800 METERS AWAY BASED ON THE WEAKNESS OF THE SOUND IN THESE ATMOSPHERIC CONDITIONS”.

“Thank you Tiki for your best guess”.

Layla and I headed back to our talking senescent ship “Tiki” to get dressed in something other than our birthday suits. As we were dressing Tiki cloaked and positioned herself over a small village just about 3800 meters or about 2.5 miles away.

Below us was a terrible sight of mayhem and death as some soldiers (they had uniforms) were rounding up the villagers while doing a house to house search. Those who provided resistance were shot on the spot with a weapon that threw metal darts out of the end of a barrel much like our earthly guns used to do.. For all we knew the soldiers could have been the local police force on a valid mission but regardless there was to much shooting and just darn right meanness for my taste.,
 
Order, protection, or mayhem can come from those with weapons who have the will to use them.

We were there to observe and let Tiki take and send observations to USSB but the brutality that was being dished out to those who were defenseless was starting to “Piss Me Off” or as Layla wanted me to say, “I was getting perturbed/unhappy”. The meaning of Piss me off did not come across as intended when telepathic mind to mind communication was used.
 
From what we had gathered about this particular continent's social structure, it was the typical society based upon a strong man and his family which on earth would be like a King and Kingdom; with the King's favorites and relatives running the kingdom for him. That type of system works for the uneducated masses with very few exceptions. It was a universal system that could certainly force order on the population while those at the top lived a life of luxury. Otherwise, just another necessary step to get past inbred, brain damaged idiots as far as I was concerned.

The soldiers must have found who they were looking for as two males and a female were brought before one of the soldiers who appeared to be their version of an officer in charge. A brief discussion and finger pointing ensued and then the two males were bound by their feet and hands and placed on a carry all for transportation. The officer motioned his enforcers to load up, but the lone female stood before him trying to block his way. He shot her in the head as we watched. She crumpled like a paper doll into a forming pool of her own blood. That seemed to be the end of all the mayhem and to have satisfied the soldier's searching and killing in this village for all the remaining villagers just stared and did not dare move or utter a protest..
 
I really wanted to rip the officer's head off with Tiki's tractor beam assistance; which we could have done in a blink of an eye.... or..... get into the head of one of his subordinates and have them shoot this officer between the eyes; which I could have done by myself... But... that is not our purpose, even though I must admit, I would have been extremely satisfied if I had actually acted upon my first or second impulse.
 
The trillions of inhabited worlds that are non USSB, with their various social systems and life forms, create a mosaic of much pain, suffering, and death for way to many. It is terrible in my mind to actually know how ruthless Sentient life forms can be with their own kind and certainly the other life forms they live with on their home planets or the planets they take in conquest.

At least at USSB we cerebrate life and bring new life into our USSB universes expecting them to have as good if not better a life than we are living presently. Sorry, I don't mean to get philosophical about such things.. It is just watching planets and their societies evolve..... they always seem to fall into the same almost 'cast in stone' patterns.

Hunter gatherers protecting their hunting grounds. Sounds rather simple but in actuality if you do not eat, you and your kin/tribe will perish. Limited resources always cause conflict and sometimes war and much death as if it were some kind of universal law.

Farmers and taxes paid for laws and protection against marauders, city states, nations, and finally, either they destroy themselves or another form of strong arm tactics is employed by whom ever can claw or think their way into the top leadership role..Usually after wiping out over half a worlds population. Race, color, and religious wars.... never ending cycles no matter where you go in the multiverse. Even after all the competing races are exterminated except for the dominate winner there are always reasons for the killing to continue among most Sentients who bow down before some strong arm government..

The Leaders live the great life while everyone else contributes to these top/elite of the social ladder's well being and welfare. That seems to work until the leaders or their governments get greedy and corrupt. Then the down trodden most always wake up one day and decide they have had enough with being abused and stepped upon.. Then it gets really interesting as the whole process starts over again !
 
Even in my limited time and studies at USSB I have found it is a very low percentage of Sentients who ever make it off their home world or much less out of their home solar system and survive long enough to discover Bulk travel.
 
There are thousands and thousands of gravel stones sorted before one diamond is found.

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