RamblinManMike
October 28th, 2005, 11:14 PM
Does anyone else ever feel like the almighty presence behind a world created by yourself? Sometimes it feels like an odd sense of madness, to have created entire worlds that live solely in your head and on the page; characters with distinct personalities all vying against each other. Sometimes I feel like there are so many little facets of myself, all split up into different identities, that it becomes hard to separate me from my work.
If people are shaped by their experiences, do we as writers suffer? love? hate? destroy and build with our characters? Do we personally experience what we spill onto the page? And here's a more frightening or uplifting thought (depending on how you view the situation), does it change us? Somewhere deep down? Somewhere unconscious?
I have often glimpsed, but never quite identified, a certain overwhelming self-confidence, a sort of inner solitude, or quiet power associated with the few long-time writers I have met. Could it be born of a lifetime of experience spent being a god? A creator?
I'll leave you with my final thought on the subject. Sometimes I have more fun in the worlds I have written, creating and shaping, playing god, than I do in the real world, where I am but a pawn among many pawns. Sometimes I would rather hunker down and create, living in my own personal fantasy, then face the real world.
Nuff rambling, get back to me! :cool:
If people are shaped by their experiences, do we as writers suffer? love? hate? destroy and build with our characters? Do we personally experience what we spill onto the page? And here's a more frightening or uplifting thought (depending on how you view the situation), does it change us? Somewhere deep down? Somewhere unconscious?
I have often glimpsed, but never quite identified, a certain overwhelming self-confidence, a sort of inner solitude, or quiet power associated with the few long-time writers I have met. Could it be born of a lifetime of experience spent being a god? A creator?
I'll leave you with my final thought on the subject. Sometimes I have more fun in the worlds I have written, creating and shaping, playing god, than I do in the real world, where I am but a pawn among many pawns. Sometimes I would rather hunker down and create, living in my own personal fantasy, then face the real world.
Nuff rambling, get back to me! :cool: