A Sunday Night

Interesting enough, here I am, back on a Sunday blog.

You may ask yourself what has happened since the last post, and I wish I knew myself.

It looks like I've started on my first novel. It is in its rather weak stages right now, but I may end up being alright with its contents. It is totally fiction. Or is it?

Don't we all want to be characters in a story? But usually not the same story that was started for us or by us. That is why I decided on this project. I want to write a novel about the life that I wish I had, and I will just live through my made up protagonist. Or antagonist?

We want to give our character a shelter, a safe roof above its head. We want to give him/her great friends, a great family, and a greater neighborhood. But this is way too simple. I want to instead put him through trial and tribulation. I want him to see what hell looks like. I want him to experience pain. I want his friends to turn on him-his parents to abandon him. Through him, I want to experience everything that I haven't. Crimes, hatred, lust, every deadly sin, the whole nine yards. True grit and bone chilling reality.

It's not that I'm sick in the head. I am not twisted, and I don't necessarily live by the things I write when they are about these sick things. It's healthy to be well-rounded, to open your mind to everything and anything, even if those things make you quiver and shake.

I admire my life and everyone in it. I am such a lucky and blessed person. These are the reasons I want to witness life in another's shoes. To feel how it is living day-by-day. Waking up absolutely filthy, recklessly drunk, and reeking of a Saturday night. I can do these things through writing. I can be whomever I please. Maybe I can be you next? I can make you prettier, richer, more famous, anything you want and more.

This post is making me sound very creepy, but the bottom line is, fiction is such a release, such a way to escape from everyday life. All of the things that could be quite impossible in reality finds a new life hidden in pages and pages of beautiful transitions and intriguing stories. This could seem like just a ramble on, but I think it's a legit way of thinking.