April 24, 2012


Each Tuesday, rather than a POSSIBLY IRRITATING ESSAY, I'd like to both challenge you and lend a helping hand. I generate more speculative and teen story ideas than I can ever use. My family rolls its collective eyes when I say, "Hang on a second! I just have to write down this idea..." Here, I'll include the initial inspiration (quote, website, podcast, etc) and then a thought or two that came to mind. These will simply be seeds -- plant, nurture, fertilize, chemically treat, irradiate, test or stress them as you see fit. I only ask if you let me know if anything comes of them.

H Trope: glowing eyes of doom

I don’t know if this little kid has “eyes of doom”, but if he IS one of the first generation of X-Men…(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/X-Men:_First_Class)

And what about STAR TREK’s Khan Noonien Singh? (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Space_Seed)

What if the two collided today? In there here and now?

Nong Youhui grows up angry and reclusive. He hates his eyes and more than just the shy little boy in the YouTube, he now runs from people. With adolescence he’s also discovered another mutation – though it’s less mutation than a skill.

JuLi, whose parents are Chinese and American, is also born with a mutation – but no one can see hers. She can hear people’s hearts. As a high school student at an American school, this has made her immensely popular with her friends because not only can she hear their hearts, she’s a great listener.

On the way to school one day in Shanghai, she stops near a park because she hears a heart somewhere near her not just talking, but screaming. Screaming in pain; screaming in loneliness; screaming in rage. She follows the sound that no one else – not even her parents – can hear. The person with the pain is moving because try as she might, it doesn’t seem that she can catch up with it. Then it must have stopped because as she walks, the anger gets stronger and stronger – but so does the sense of loneliness. As she walks through a grubby alley, someone grabs her arm and pulls her through a broken door…

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