Taken from the Nanowrimo forums. For my future reference. I might just answer questions later, or post my own answers as well.
What kind of shoes do people wear?
Do they have guns?
As a culture, do they prefer sweet foods or savory foods? (or spicy?)
Do they have horses? Other large pack animals?
How do your people typically dance, and when?
What kind of food do your people eat, and how is it grown?
What are your people’s death customs? Cremation, burial, something else? Is there any kind of mourning ritual?
In your world, is the country ruled by one family/king, or by several?
What education is available?
What is the economy of your world like? If there are several countries, what resources do they trade, and what do they need to import to survive?
What kind of opportunities and power do women have?
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Never change Uncle Rick
“There’s a fire in you, and I hope it’s never snuffed out. I know I’m not supposed to be partial, I know I should not prefer you over someone else, someone that I’ve grown to love. I’m just saying, there’s a fire in you, and I hope it never goes out, even if I’m not there to see it again.”
— incandescentghost, I hope you burn brighter than ever (via wnq-writers)
The word taboo was created for a reason. In the mortal world there are certain things that can never mix. Things like oil and water, greenery and fire, and magic and science just to name a few. So men created rules. They created boundaries. They created taboos, so that nothing that should not be could ever come into existence. However, one of the most predictable aspects of a mortal man’s nature is that he will break his own rules, forget his own precautions, and dismiss his own consciousness in order to gain something he desires. And, of course, sooner or later, something he desires is bound to come along.
Sometimes this forgoing of common, cautious sense can be noble. If enough of a spin is put to it, it can almost seem legendary or heroic. Most of the time, however, such an event is just tragic. Because when humanity is forsaken for humanity’s sake, well, humanity loses that which made it human in the first place. That was why the rules were put into place to begin with. They were meant to prevent the loss of all order and the introduction of new chaos. But by the time everybody stops for a moment to remember this one simple fact, it is already too late.
I shit you not, the hardest part about creating a character is coming up with their last name
“You’re a great writer. Not an aspiring writer, a mediocre writer, or a someday, somehow, almost writer. You’re a great writer, right now. People are going to line up ten deep to tell you that you aren’t good enough. Don’t do their work for them. Maybe you aren’t published. Maybe you aren’t successful. You definitely aren’t perfect. But you’re a great writer. Being great doesn’t mean you won’t continue to improve, or be excited and passionate. My awesome takes nothing away from your awesome; your awesome takes nothing away from my awesome. Awesome is not a finite resource. So say it. Out loud. Every day. “I’m a great writer!””
— storywonk.com (via tenthweasley)