Fiction Writer Weirdness

Writer of fiction, this one’s for you. Have you ever walked into a room and felt like you’ve been there before? Or looked at a random photograph and think it is familiar? But then realize in the next moment that no, you have not been there, but it resembles a scene you wrote about. Worse yet, have you considered how a character would cope with a situation or worried about a character?

Maybe it’s just me, but there are times when I’m so immersed in a story, in the people, that my brain accidentally believes on some level that they exist. I say accidentally because in a way I’ve tricked myself by thinking so deeply in character, that it mimics personal introspection.

To be honest, writing fiction makes me just a little bit weird.  What about you?

It may be unavoidable, it may be that a fiction writer’s mind expands from use, pushing the envelope of normal and reaching into the bands beyond like a pioneer in a new territory, blazing the way.

Truly to write good fiction is to call into existence, lives, places, events that have no substance, that are invisible, that are not chronicled in the book of life. If well done, it is caught by hearts that beat and lungs that breath and minds that say ‘yes I’ve been there’.

Get to it people! Write the good stuff!

3 thoughts on “Fiction Writer Weirdness

    1. I heard a tip for a non-fiction writer to turn to a fiction writer. Think of something that’s happened to you, a life story. Change a few things around , names, place, some details. Once you get started on that exercise, you may find you’re good at it! Happy Writing!

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