I think I may have found a new cause for my writer’s block/tendency to toss out projects that once looked promising – What’s the point?
My characters tend to have horrific things happen to them when I start writing. The character in question might be horrid (example: Luci), or they might be idealized (Lasairian). In either case, rotten things happen to them. Why write like this?
I’ve watched The Avengers. Seeing Iron Man, Captain America, even Thor zipping around on the screen is very cool, and it’s hard to not cheer for them. But then when the movie’s over, the suspension of disbelief snaps back, and I remember they aren’t real. There doesn’t seem to be anyone like them around, either, except in fiction.
Fiction is escapism. Some is healthy, to be fair. But what does it help? Escaping does not equal solving the problems that are being escaped. Thus I wonder about the point of writing at all, especially fiction. What good does it do? I’m not sure it does any, really.
In Luci’s case, while she isn’t evil, she’s very unpleasant company. Lasairian, my favorite RPG character, is decidedly unreal. His idealism and dedication to his cause is up there alongside that of his fictional ‘father’ Samurai Jack. In Luci’s case, I don’t see why anyone would want to spend time with her. With Lasairian, he’s good to be around, but I don’t see how people could even temporarily believe he could exist. I like to write him, and be in his world, but I know I’m pretending, that I’m not doing anything. I know that when I leave, I’ll be back in this world, with the war in Ukraine, troubles around the world, homelessness right here in Lawrence, and feeling helpless against the onslaught of bad/evil in the world.
So what’s the point? Help me out here.