What does it consist of?
What, in its nits and grits, does it boil down to?
I guess every writer has his/her definitions. So let's talk about me for a change in this blog. What does it boil down to for myself.
Well, I guess it comes down to my ideal. I write how I ideally think the world should be, or rather how I believe the world will work in certain circumstances. It sounds nice, but it gets strange when I delve into that theory.
It means that when I write about a woman who allows herself to be purposely raped. I put myself in that situation, and make it as uncomfortable as possible for myself, because ideally, that's what I'm looking for in this scenario.
It means when I kill one of my characters out of pure and utter hatred. I murder them in the best way that fits for that situation.
But, along with the negative, I write the positive. And I've come to a realization. I live in my writing world. At least in my mind.
This world is gorgeous, but oft times, people can make it down right ugly. I write about a world that we want it to be, but more to the fact, I live in my pretty world with all of its nastiness.
Ideals are sometimes confused with the lie. I don't write lies. Lies are things that aren't true. Ideals can be true, and on rare occasions, are true.
We strive for the ideal. And I write about it, but also reside in it. I think this throws a lot of people off when I talk to them about my life and my view of the world.
I understand the realities and accept them. But I'll never stop living in a better world. It's nicer (and sometimes scarier) here.