{"id":2378,"date":"2010-06-29T17:59:35","date_gmt":"2010-06-29T16:59:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.chaosnode.net\/blog\/?p=2378"},"modified":"2010-06-29T17:59:35","modified_gmt":"2010-06-29T16:59:35","slug":"hellish-dreaming-writing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.chaosnode.net\/blog\/2010\/06\/29\/hellish-dreaming-writing\/","title":{"rendered":"Hellish dreaming & writing"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Indeed it is a dream rated 18 and above, that is why I don’t write about it in detail. <\/em><\/p>\n

This morning again I woke up from a hellish dream. In my dream, I was a woman on another planet, sometime in the age of space travel. \u00c2\u00a0I was a kind of ninja warrior type, and at the time I woke up I was torturing a father to death in front of his daughter whom he had abused.<\/p>\n

The emotional intensity of the dream was not as high as the real thing would have been, but it was definitely not a good feeling. \u00c2\u00a0Despite an hour of delta wave entrainment, my mind remained restless this morning.<\/p>\n

The thing is, I used to read stories like this until fairly recently. They still sell them over at Fictionwise (now Barnes & Noble e-books) and probably many other places, and they are common enough. \u00c2\u00a0I suppose there are reasons why we are drawn to read stories like that, apart from killing time. A twisted sense of justice comes to mind. \u00c2\u00a0And of course the intensity of emotion. \u00c2\u00a0Though I suppose people who have TV, and especially American TV channels, won’t get much emotional intensity out of a book after seeing literally thousands of people being killed before their eyes in a lifetime. (If you have children and TV in the same room, you are hardly in a position to judge those who sacrificed their children to Moloch.)<\/p>\n

I would write stories about war and fighting and killing when I was younger. To be honest, I felt a need to write them, a kind of relief. Writing made from such a motivation has no right to be shared, and I didn’t. \u00c2\u00a0Therapeutic writing I have seen it called, and I suppose it may work that way, if you practice self-reflection afterwards. \u00c2\u00a0Otherwise you may well end up perpetuating the darkness inside. \u00c2\u00a0I think the same thing about the dreams. \u00c2\u00a0They tell me something about myself, but I am no longer a passive observer of myself. Observer yes, but the purpose of my observation is not to continue being the same until I die. \u00c2\u00a0I am in a process of change. \u00c2\u00a0 “All that is revealed is Light.”<\/p>\n

On that note, I am not happy to see the new expansion to City of Heroes<\/em>, Going Rogue<\/em>. \u00c2\u00a0No, it is not inspired by a certain American politician. \u00c2\u00a0Wouldn’t that be cool, perhaps we could have gotten new Defender power sets: \u00c2\u00a0Faith Healing and Hunting Rifle. \u00c2\u00a0But noo, we are offered a whole expansion based on moral ambiguity, betrayal and dark secrets. What the hell, people. \u00c2\u00a0City of Heroes<\/em> used to be a pretty straight forward game, where the strong defended the weak. \u00c2\u00a0As a bystander would say from time to time: “Forget those postmodern deconstructionists, Itland is a true hero, plain and simple.”<\/p>\n

I know real life is not quite as simple as your nearby Southern Baptist may claim, but then again neither are the Southern Baptists. \u00c2\u00a0Lots of them have their own secrets. \u00c2\u00a0But enough about that, the fact is that if you need to keep secrets more sinister than a surprise birthday party, it’s self-reflection time!<\/p>\n

Now back to writing. There is a lot of writing in the world, and very little of it is great literature. \u00c2\u00a0Most of it is simply entertainment, and I won’t judge that, especially since my attempts at fiction have mostly been like that. \u00c2\u00a0When you write within certain genres, it is like a contract between you and the reader, that you will sell them cheap entertainment and that’s it. \u00c2\u00a0You don’t go into McDonalds and expect high cuisine, much less a communion wafer and consecrated wine. \u00c2\u00a0Conversely, you don’t expect junk food in a five-star restaurant, much less in a cathedral. \u00c2\u00a0These distinctions also exist in literature, but they are sometimes less clear.<\/p>\n

Great works of literature (and other arts) are made by great people, but sometimes also by crazy people. They break apart and the great work of art claws its way out. But most crazy people don’t have such great works within, just more crazy. So that is not a recommended path! \u00c2\u00a0Greatness is always a good idea, regardless of whether you will then go on to create great writing.<\/p>\n

Anyway, unless you are doing the equivalent of a literary hot dog stand, there is a certain responsibility in writing. \u00c2\u00a0You can write what you want, but if you influence other people, you should expect to be somewhat accountable. Sure, they are free to do with what they read as they want. \u00c2\u00a0Unless you have pretended to be some kind of spiritual guide, you cannot really take responsibility for everything that happens to people who read you. But it may be wise to reflect on the possibility that your words may outlive you, and affect people for a long time to come. \u00c2\u00a0What would happen in that case?<\/p>\n

Gearing up for JulNoWriMo, I am also asking myself this. Will my writing lead others into temptation? \u00c2\u00a0Will someone wake up, many years from now, and feel dirty or unhappy because they relive in their dreams something I wrote? I hope not, but I must admit that my fiction tends to contain elements of a mildly carnal nature. \u00c2\u00a0This is after all the human condition. \u00c2\u00a0And humans can be very entertaining, even fictional ones. \u00c2\u00a0But at least there will be no killing in this year’s book, and almost certainly no actual procreative acts. Although there will likely be many other creative acts, Light willing.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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