<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2975581796306447197</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:10:32.615-07:00</updated><category term='Week One'/><title type='text'>Lamb's World of What If</title><subtitle type='html'>A writer's plotting paradise. Come play the writer's game of What If and build a story by asking one simple question over and over again.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofwhatif.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975581796306447197/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofwhatif.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fay Lamb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201375386344434755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TFOW4O5epzk/SCpDJ7ztRXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2DQyyo2etxM/S220/lion_lamb.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2975581796306447197.post-6910084557182191240</id><published>2008-05-12T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T19:12:45.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Week One'/><title type='text'>Playing the Game of What If</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; each of us took the same plot, say the story of a young girl returning to her home town for a class reunion? Do you think we'd all come up with he exact same storyline? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a writer, I plot. I plot here. I plot there. I plot everywhere. As I'm drifting off to sleep, characters are still entering stage left and performing. What are they acting out? If you can answer this question, you probably are a writer. Well, they are actually answering one question that I ask over and over and over again. &lt;em&gt;What If&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; this young woman returns home to her small town for her high school reunion? The young woman enters stage left. &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; the first night's activities occur in a local restaurant? Enter several characters all with their own direction. A waitress, a quite handsome man behind the counter, several patrons of the restaurant. At this point I've conjured up my scene. Now I begin to concentrate solely on the plot. &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; the young man behind the counter, holds out a glass of soda toward the young woman and tells her that someone who believes she's the most beautiful woman he's ever seen bought the soda for her? &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; the young lady blushes, takes the soda and is led by a waitress to her seat in the corner of the restaurant? &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; the young woman nervously looks around the restaurant and doesn't recognize one person and she wonders how the drink got to her so quickly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at this point we can go in several different directions with our plot line. Is it a romance? Then you might continue by asking the following what ifs: &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; the young lady finishes her first soda and when the waitress appears she brings a second soda? &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; the waitress indicates it's from the same admirer? &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; the young lady looks over the crowd and sees the guy who had been behind the counter now with a crowd of people, people she recognizes? &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt;, in his environment, she recognizes the man who had been behind the counter as a man she'd known in high school? &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; he smiles at her and raises his own class in salute? &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; the man approaches and starts a conversation? Just about this time, you might start bringing in some conflict with questions like &lt;em&gt;what if&lt;/em&gt; the last time they spoke, they had been angry with each other? &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; he had used her to help him pass the big Trig test and when he'd passed he shrugged her off? &lt;em&gt;What if &lt;/em&gt;his actions had caused so much pain that she never got over him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay. You got the hang of romance; and since you're asking, I'm not twelve years old. I just got carried away in the romance. On the other hand, what if you intend to add some suspense to your story? &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; the lady has been here before? &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; her hand trembles when she takes the drink from the man behind the counter? &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; she's thinking this sort of thing is happening over again? &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; she wonders how he could have followed her here? No one where she came from knew about her home town. &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; the reunion was just a cover? &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; she intended to seek shelter at home from some unknown stalker? &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; she looks across the room and realizes that she can put a name to ever face in the crowd? &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; she wonders if her stalker wasn't from her home town all along? &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; she sees the man behind the counter standing with a crowd of men, and suddenly she recognizes him as the young boy she' had a crush on all those years ago? &lt;em&gt;What if&lt;/em&gt; she believes this young man could be her stalker? Now, I like that a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see how plots and plot twists can be built just by asking one little two-word question. Who has the time for writer's block?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I wanted to share something that I love with others, I have started this blog. I hope that it will be a place where writers can come and plot out ideas from a weekly suggestion. What I intend to do is to offer a single scenario each week, ask one "what if" question, and have you post others. Your plot twist can take off into the world of romance (clean and sweet, please), suspense, a character driven story, whatever you choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, hey, if you get an idea for a story from this game, take it. Use it. Share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week: What if a man receives a posthumous letter from an old friend asking him to do a very big favor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear from my fellow plotters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2975581796306447197-6910084557182191240?l=worldofwhatif.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worldofwhatif.blogspot.com/feeds/6910084557182191240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2975581796306447197&amp;postID=6910084557182191240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975581796306447197/posts/default/6910084557182191240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2975581796306447197/posts/default/6910084557182191240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worldofwhatif.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-if-do-over.html' title='Playing the Game of What If'/><author><name>Fay Lamb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03201375386344434755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='26' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_TFOW4O5epzk/SCpDJ7ztRXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2DQyyo2etxM/S220/lion_lamb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
