So, I'm going through a college course called Human Growth and Development. One of the best things about this course is that I've already studied roughly half the material it covers in other courses, Intro to Psych, Intro to Educational Psych, Intro to Sociology, stuff like that.
Basically, I get to study how you've grown from a bunch a microscopic cells to the beautiful you that you are now. If you're going through puberty, man, I feel ya, that stuff is nuts, and now I know most of what exactly's happening to us.
Yes, people, it took this homeschooled kid a COLLEGE course to finally learn this stuff. Don't judge me!
Anyways, I got to this section in the book where it started to talk about 'play' and how it actually helps a kid grow cognitively and socially. And then it hit me.
All authors of fiction books are just little kids at heart, playing 'pretend,' daydreaming and letting their imaginations run wild.
It's like this:
Writing fiction is the opportunity for a non-child to become a child again. It's the world of imagination and 'let's pretend' that we all played when we were younger, but on paper. It's a chance to right (or, you know, write, haha) old wrongs and go back in time to change something. It's a chance to daydream and not be screamed at for it because you can actually make a living off it. It's the chance to do what you've always wanted to do, be an amazing athlete or daring explorer, an indie grunge rocker or that amazingly popular person you never were in high school, a fairy or a unicorn, your imagination's the limit. You can do whatever you want in a world of your own construction, and nobody can tell you otherwise (except maybe your editor and beta readers, in which case you should take at least some of their advice so that your story can explode into more amazingness than you ever could've thought possible).
It's why some people haven't gotten punched in the face. I just base a character off of them, brutally kill them in my books, or make them the bad guys in which I, AHEM I MEAN MY CHARACTERS IN MY BOOKS punch them in the face.
This is why they have that 'If there are any characters that seem to resemble any person you know it is purely coincidence' things in the books. Because of authors like me who take out their inner frustration at people they know on their characters. :)
Anyways....
Um...
Yeah. That's kinda it.
Hope you guys are having a fan-stinkin-tastic week, I love you all!!! And if you're having a really bad week then I hope you keep your chin up and keep smiling. You're important. You do matter. Bad grades come and go, people come and go, emotions come and go, but God's always here, and He's here to stay.
Love you guys again, and Happy Thanksgiving/Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays!!!
Speaking of which that reminds me... NANOWRIMO IS OVER!!!! And I'm still in the middle of my book. I hit the 50,000. I'm going on +60,000.
Pray for me, guys. This book be gettin' super long haha.
God bless!!!!
--Sonya :)
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