Here is an idea I had for a sci-fi novel. Never got around to writing it, still think it’s a good idea though!
2,000 words each
2 worlds – utopia & dystopia
After 5 years old children are determined if they are going to utopia or dystopia
1 family with a boy and girl. The girl goes to dystopia the boy goes to utopia
A man single parent mother died tries to reunite his family
The year is 2060
Dystopia is full of suicide, death, violence
Utopia is the perfect world
The government wants to destroy the dystopian world. But if they destroy dystopia will the utopia cease to exist?
DIS (stralis) where the bad people go.
The father left his child and wife and now lives in dystopia. The boy will remain in utopia with his mother. The brother & sister have a universal pull.
The council do not believe people change. Once they reach the age of 5 they are assessed and taken to either of the two worlds.
End of chapter one army guy and daughter are taken to dystopia where she is placed with her father.
They have a long journey ahead.
Father embarks on a journey to reunite his family. Is he in fact a changed man?
Guide: enteraining, action, comedy.
15 chapters of 2,000 words.
Haven’t we always had two worlds on earth? Go back through history. The haves and the have nots. Yes but that was never distinguished by good people and bad people. A good society and a bad society. Who is ever entirely good? And who is ever entirely evil?
First 5 chapters, set up world, characters and story.
Why don’t people from dystopia get taken to utopia? Why is it only a one way world, and people only get taken away from utopia?
What are you doing dad? Dancing. Why? Because we have to find joy in the world we are living in. Dancing brings me joy. Feel the spirit inside yourself as you dance and release it around you, then we can share it.
There are two societies in earth
Her eyes swell. Liquid fills her eyes. She keeps blinking because she doesn’t want to acknowledge the tears. She doesn’t want to acknowledge the reality. The truth that she has been burying for years, is finally upon her. She can no longer hide from it. As the tear slowly crawls down her cheek she wipes it away. Her body chills. Deep, heavy sobs. Guttural cries. She is now unable to breathe as her sinuses fill. She grabs a tissue and blows her nose.
“I’m sorry Julia, we’ve been instructed to take her. You know the rules.”
“Do you know who my father is? He is on the council of the two worlds.”
“He is well aware of the situation.”
The armed man takes the hand of a 5 year old girl and walks her out of the house.
He lifts her up and places her in the front seat of an armoured vehicle.
“Make sure you put your seat belt on missy.”
“Where am I going?”
The man looks into the distance. He has a vacant stare. In a low murmur he says, “we are going to see your father.”
“I have a daddy?” The girl responds.
The armed officer looks surprised but he doesn’t respond to her. “Belt on, we have a long ride ahead.”
Julia looks up to the sky, “The Gods, please save my child.”