Mental Repository (M.R.)

[zero_kanipan]

rant/depressed/frustrated: around august 2010 i wrote a short story. it was a dragon suddenly appearing in a business district (imagined to be ortigas or makati), wrecking havoc etc. the whole premise of the story was a "what if". what if the world of fantasy invaded or collided with the modern world. how would modern police, military and security forces deal with dragons, wizards, knights and the like. what caliber weapons can pierce dragonscale, how would science measure and explain magic missles and the like. i showed the story to two of my writing mentors for editing. months later, with the edits in mind, i wrote in that world setting again. then stupid lazy me put the thing on the backburner of my mind. over the years ive come back to it, revised stuff, fine tuned the plot line etc. never actually writing it.

now Gate Jietai is out. even if i do get to write down my Invasion story, people would prolly think it's a rip off of that show >.< this is like Kuro Somato and my Blinky and Elena story all over again. except this time, the world setting is too large to revise to avoid similarities. heck i might as well as write a completely different story if i revise it. the process of creation is like birthing or bringing life into the world. your creation is your child, and i feel like that what i have made will be viewed as an abomination. dead in the womb. i hate myself so much right now.