Wednesday, December 8, 2010

“Fiction reveals truth that reality obscures.”

Many people in the world write fiction. They come up with magical stories about worlds most of us couldn't even imagine, with characters and beings that keep us mesmerized until the very last sentence. But what most don't realize is that fiction isn't really fiction at all.  Fiction writers use the term 'fiction' as a mask to write about taboo topics or things other people wouldn't dare write about in Non-Fiction, in fear of being ridiculed, judged and persecuted for it.  These topics include areas like religion, war, hate crimes, prejudice, conspiracy theories, corruption in the government, and many many more.  As we've recently seen, out right telling the truth can get you framed for sexually assaulting two women and arrested for a crime you didn't commit because the government wants to control everything we say and do, and it needs the world to know who's really in control.  Scare tactics.  Because no matter how free a country claims to be, the citizens are really just puppets on strings, playing the game exactly how they want us to.  But writing what we love the most, writing fairy tales and nonsensical gibberish that can hide these truths is the one way we're able to get away with it. 

America claims that it's citizens have freedom of speech.  We have the right to speak exactly what we want, no matter what anyone else may think about it.  And we do... but only when the world thinks none of its true.  It's always a good idea to look for the truth inside the lie; to see what no one else can figure out; to step outside the box and think for yourself for once. 

All of the stories I have written have been based on something true, whether it be a personal experience I've twisted into fiction, or a strong belief I hold deeply, written in between the lines.  People write what they know, some even do it subconsciously. If all you've ever known was war and violence, you aren't going to be able to write a very good book about peace and love. 

My life has been surrounded by magic.  The kind only I and few others can see. I've been lucky enough to use my down falls and hardships as a gateway for my writing.  If it weren't for the three years I spent living in Binghamton, NY, the Vale would never have been created in my mind, and therefore "The Grand Awakening" would be nothing more than a lost idea.  If I hadn't been stuck between a rock and a hard place, the premise of the characters and their histories and futures would be non existent.  If it weren't for my latest stint of depression and anxiety, I wouldn't have become so obsessed with the color purple, {"It is said if you surround yourself with purple you will have peace of mind."  "The color purple has been know to affect us mentally and physically by being: uplifting, calming to mind and nerve, offers a sense of spirituality, encourages creativity."} and my NaNoWriMo story would not have been created.  The premise of "Summer Storm" was surrounded by the color purple, mostly from the names of the characters and the magic I've used. 

Reality can become fiction just as easily as fiction becoming reality... you just have to believe it's real. Understand that there is more to the story than the words your reading on paper.


  1. I adore this post! So very true. I smiled the moment that I started reading it, and agreed all the way through.

  2. Sorry it took me so long to read through your post girl. I agree with most of what you say, disagree with some. For example, you can't ever anticipate someone who has only lived in war and violence to be unable to right about peace and love. For all you know, he might be the perfect candidate to write about these things. Someone who's surrounded by love and peace may be the exact opposite. He/she may be so sick of it all, may take everything for granted that his/her writing about it would be nothing more than a shallow examination of ideas.
    In any case, well done on your first blog post and hopefully, more will come -)