We can’t do this on our own. The world is like a giant brain, a mind, a soul, that is constantly at war with itself. We are trapped inside of ourselves, fighting to get out, but we can’t see a way how.
Why does the world need fiction?
Fiction shows us the way. Fiction shows us that there is a different way.
Fiction inspires us; it reminds us of what we have forgotten.
I think lots of people can view fiction as “the things that will never happen”. Whether it’s an evil plan that is just too evil to be real. Or a magical power that is just too strong to exist. Or a love that is inconceivably intense.
We are tempted to look at fiction and everything it contains–the morals, the values, the innocence, the intensity, the danger, the darkness–and think that none of it’s real.
But it is real.
No, not literally, but the goal, the mission of fiction, is both to bring us back to our roots…and also spread our wings so that we can fly and GET THE HECK OUT OF HERE.
I’m not talking about escapism. I’m talking about hope. I’m talking about showing us that we don’t have to cave in to the evils of the “real” world. It is possible to hold on to some of our innocence. It is possible to be loving and kind. It is possible to be courageous in the midst of despair. It is possible to be faithful in a relationship.
Fiction doesn’t have to blur our vision of reality; fiction can transform it.
Fiction can show us the way.
The real world is dirty, and messed up, and trashy, and full of hatred, lies, arrogance, pain, suffering…
All of this is true.
But it doesn’t stop there.
The world is also full of joy, hope, bravery, loyalty, honesty, virtue, innocence…and love.
Fiction reminds us of this. And it keeps us safe.
Do you write fiction? Yeah, me too.
Go fiction writers.
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