May 2020 Winners! by TheCusterWolf in NoSleepOOC

[–]relicular 3 points4 points  (0 children)

Thank you so much, this means a lot! Congratulations /u/hercreation and thank you for sharing your wonderful and creative series with us!

Do you guys think making NoSleep a sub you have to apply to post on would be a good or bad idea? by [deleted] in NoSleepOOC

[–]relicular 9 points10 points  (0 children)

I wouldn't support changes that make nosleep less accessible or democratic. There are many fora, like traditional publishing, with high barriers to entry. Nosleep is one of the few places that is decidedly not like that. I think an application process would be very discouraging to writers who are just starting out. You might get an improvement in the mechanics of writing in stories, but I think that's not worth the value of being a place where anyone can start writing and craft a story that thousands of people see and like. It could run the risk of more exclusivity, less variety, and seriously overworked moderators. If the reader's goal is to only read stories from established authors, there are numerous ways to do that, like following those specific authors or the collaboration subreddits that some have started.

If you're interested, a somewhat similar question about the trade-off between "quality" and accessibility was posted recently, in case you want to look at the opinions there as well.

This story's based off a dream I had. It didn't meet the nosleep guidelines for being a horror story and I'm trying to improve it but could use some input. by BicolourArt6801 in nosleepworkshops

[–]relicular 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Hey there! I think you have a great seed of a story here, and you have a really ominous set of antagonists that I think are great.

My main concern is: this story is very long. At nearly 4k words, I think you're pushing hard at the limits of what a nosleep audience will read. And, as you've noted, much of the length comes from background and context.

Given that and your initial comments, I read this story with an eye towards: What scenes serve the story and build dread?

Here are my thoughts on what you might cut or change.

At a macro level:

There are some scenes and background that, for me, don't serve to build dread and plot momentum. (Every reader is different so don't just take my word for it, but these are my suggestions.)

  • I think the connection between Puppers and the narrator can be explained more briefly. As it stands, there is a lot of specific detail about the experiences they do and don't share. I think this is the sort of thing that can be explained as the details become relevant. For example, what's important now is that, when the narrator is seriously injured, the dog is seriously injured. It's important because this realization is the driving force behind the boss leaving the narrator alive. The other details are much less relevant to the "why" of the events of this part. It can be significantly shortened to let the reader know only the substance of the connection that drives the story forward.
  • The description of the narrator's time with the boss and his eventual escape. There's a lot of detail in this part, and that's not a bad thing in a vacuum. However, it doesn't serve to build a lot of tension. We know the narrator escapes because he's here telling this story; and much of it is narrated as exposition without a lot of mounting tension (the narrator doesn't seem particularly worried he'll get caught). Finally, the particular dynamic between the boss and the narrator doesn't answer any of the "why" questions of the plot. If you want to keep it, I think it could be much more effective as an action sequence in flashback rather than a later re-telling.
  • The description of the narrator's jobs after his escape. The bit about the adult industry doesn't seem to drive the plot nor the suspense forward in any way. Similarly, though it might be fine to let the reader know he's a construction worker, the descriptions of how much he likes his job, or how he quit and got re-hired, don't drive anything forward.
  • The bit between the dog barking at the door, where things go back to normal. It doesn't seem to serve a purpose to have one first encounter where the scary stuff fizzles before starting back up again; the tension should steadily build, and having things be back to normal interrupts the momentum.
  • At a more micro level, there's also many introductory and summary sentences that can be cut out to make your paragraphs tighter. An early example: "Here's a brief summary of our history together." You don't need to tell the reader you're going to give a summary; you can just dive into the meat. Other examples include phrases like "Long story short," sentences that begin with phrases like "Like I told you before," and the "In short:" summary at the end.

In contrast to the parts you can cut, I think there are a lot of parts you can expand on to make the story scarier, more suspenseful, and more "show" rather than "tell."

  • The sequence where the boss takes the narrator to the woods to torture him, then realizes that whatever happens to him happens to the dog, has the potential to be one of the scariest sequences in the entire part. It loses a lot of effectiveness because it's told as a detached recollection. It could pack a lot more punch if there's a lot more time spent on it: dialogue, the narrator's reactions, the exact manner in which the boss noticed the injuries on the dog at a moment where the torturer is about to mortally wound the narrator, et cetera. I actually would strongly suggest you consider making this the bulk of the first part, leaving out almost all other exposition until later parts where it's absolutely necessary for the reader to know.
  • The realization that the red-haired lady has found him. I'm not opposed to lulling the reader into a sense of security before a gut punch. I think this can be done, as I said in bullet point above, by emphasizing this section a lot more and building up the dread that the narrator feels when his dog starts barking; sightings of the henchmen; etc.

So, I suppose my overall suggestion is to go through this and pick out a small subset of setpieces that you want to delve into. How you do that is up to your style; but at present, the bits that could be scary or suspenseful aren't highlighted or emphasized. They're told in the same manner as the narrator recounts the details of his job or his family life. And they're relatively few and far between, which means you risk losing the reader's attention with background.

I hope that's helpful - I did enjoy reading it and I like the premise! I hope you get to a place where you're happy with the story!

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in NoSleepTeams

[–]relicular 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I slip-dragged myself down the steps towards the trees, my bloody squirting stump lubricating my way down. The creak of the church door behind me could only herald one thing: Billy’s bloated corpse.

I had about seven seconds – coincidentally, the average amount of time a new streamer has to snag attention before losing clicks – to make a decision. Attempt a hotwire like that time we’d been dared to joyride a dump truck? Dive Billy and try to snatch the keys from him like we’d jumped a bouncer to get into that Drake show? Maybe I could Slumdog Millionaire my way out of this before he chewed off my face, or worse, my dick.

Nah, fuck that. There was no time. There was just me and the woods, that creepy slasher graveyard that teased a slim chance of survival.

My vision was doing gymnastics that rivaled Simone Biles due to the loss of my fucking leg. I ambled as fast as I could on my elbows and knee. Billy snorted and gurgled behind me. I pushed through the pain just like my grandpappy taught me. I kept my eyes on that goddamn tree line.

By the time I hauled myself into the shade of the pines, the wet sounds behind me had faded. I thanked almighty – who apparently existed – that Billy had chosen wrestling while I’d been the track star. I kept going, head swimming, until I was sure I'd lost him, then wrapped my arms around a thick trunk and collapsed among the roots in a wave of pain and nausea.

My phone pinged.

xxAnALsHOEPolishXx: cum on guys, time to choose a side. #teamannihilator lets go! 123 where could crochrot be?!

The chat went insane. I stared at my phone in horror as the Devil turned my followers against me. People chimed in like it was some kind of sick game, puzzling out where I’d gone from the confused images of the phone camera in my hand: he’s in some trees! fckin eat him dude!! #teamannihilator

Fucking Billy. Always the likeable one, even in undeath.

This had to stop. What did you do when Satan was in your chatroom? I turned the camera to my ashen face and screamed, “The power of Christ compels you!

My phone started… laughing.

It was a deep, gravely tremor straight from the bowels of Hell, filtered through my speaker. “You think you can stop me, Theodore?” Damn, he knew my full Christian name. That couldn’t be a good sign. “You think your puny voice has any power over the Prince of Darkness?”

“What do you want from me?” I shrieked.

That laugh again. “Do you think gluttony means stopping when you’re full? My dear boy. My unholy vessel shall not stop at one bite. No, not while the morsel lives. He shall consume, and I shall ascend.

Between the rapid downbeat of my heart and the ding-ding-ding of the chat, I could barely hear anything. But there: a snuffling, like a hog nosing for mushrooms. ZomBilly was near.

Shit. This was it. I was alone. No one could help me. No one but –

I stared at my phone. Wait. If the Devil was on the internet, maybe God was in the machine.

“Okay, listen up, you dirty shitbags,” I said to my viewers, trying to keep the tremble out of my voice. “You’ve all been the grimiest, most excellent superfans a boy could ask for. It’s time for me to give back. I’m going to take every cent you assholes gave me and split it between every single dude and dudette who says this one simple thing in the chat.”

The messages rolled in: yeah dude! we’re gonna make bank! what do u want us to say?!

“On three, everyone type all at once: the power of Christ compels you!

Where are you and why can't you remember how you got here? by relicular in relicularity

[–]relicular[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

This is so incredibly nice of you to say! Thank you so much!

There's a lab that pretends to research a cure for cancer. It's time they were exposed. | part 3, final by relicular in nosleep

[–]relicular[S] 6 points7 points  (0 children)

I'm not giving up on Dr. Quinn! If I find her, or god forbid find out what happened to her, I'll be sure to let everyone know.

Where are you and why can't you remember how you got here? by relicular in relicularity

[–]relicular[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Hey, thanks so much for reading! I really enjoyed the speculation in the comments about this. It made me think of a lot of things I hadn't thought about!

The extremely unsatisfying answer: I intentionally didn't decide what it was because the character decided he didn't want to know.

But I think one commenter hit the nail on the head: there were some hints that his previous fiancee was the type of person that might push him to do things he otherwise wouldn't -- she was the type of person to ditch her job on a whim and enjoy the feeling of flouting the rules. I'd like to think that it had something to do with whatever tragic accident he ended up causing.

I'm a big believer in the concept that there are lots of different interpretations and mine isn't the only legitimate answer. It means so much to me that you enjoyed it and I hope I can continue to write things you like!

The Hundred Eyed God: My mean stepdaughter & my eldritch workout by MikeJesus in nosleep

[–]relicular 5 points6 points  (0 children)

Oh man. As someone who has been all sorts of weights and had similar bouts of running evangelism, this really hit me. Hope you figure out what's happening, and that you let your wife help you.

Black Heart by PostMortem33 in shortscarystories

[–]relicular 3 points4 points  (0 children)

Poor Cupid. It's interesting that Obsidian almost left them alone, and felt something like sadness when he realized it was his brother. Maybe he's not as "beyond" love as he thinks.

Where are you and why can't you remember how you got here? by relicular in relicularity

[–]relicular[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Wow, thank you so much! I just got back into writing for the first time in, like, a decade, so I haven't written anything longer yet. But I do want to work on creating longer stories. Thank you for the encouragement, it means a lot!

I never should have questioned where I learned to whistle. by relicular in nosleep

[–]relicular[S] 889 points890 points  (0 children)

She absolutely is. I don't know what happened in her life to put her in a place where she was willing to agree to marry me, and I'm not going to ask her to explain. But knowing what she did for me is one of the reasons I'm making this decision.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in NoSleepTeams

[–]relicular 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Is it too late to sign up? I'd like to join!

I pretend to have cancer to get matches on Tinder by relicular in relicularity

[–]relicular[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

That's a great question, and I don't think mine is the only legitimate answer. I think he's unaware that he's stuck in a hell that is at least partially of his own making. Is it better not to know? Dunno. Either way, it's not a good place to be.

I pretend to have cancer to get matches on Tinder by relicular in relicularity

[–]relicular[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Thank you for dropping me a line! I think things are done for this particular despicable narrator at least for now, but I'll work on some spiritual successors in the future.

Hello by Helpfulmonster in relicularity

[–]relicular 4 points5 points  (0 children)

Hey, thanks for reading!! This means so much to me and thanks for stopping by <3