Today, I heard an interesting statement while watching an episode of one of my favorite TV shows, Murdoch Mysteries. It was, “For him, I suspect, the fiction in his life is less painful than the fact.” The line got me thinking: how many people is this statement true for? How many people find more solace in the imaginary than in the harshness of their respective realities? Do people who choose to read stories or watch films from the comfort of their own homes fall into this category? What’s the alternative? Is it, perhaps, going out to experience things instead of reading about them? What about the ones that create these stories, do they, also, fall into this category? Does one create worlds of craven adventure simply because life appears to be lacking? Where would film, publishing, and gaming industries be if people chose to set their feet on new paths on a regular basis? Of course, it’s nice to sit and enjoy a good story on occasion, but how often? Do the people who partake in adventures of their own find the “fact in their lives less painful than the fiction”?
It may not seem like it, but this post was meant to be more… inspirational, if you will. Being a writer, I would surely fall into any definitions derived from the above questions. Why do I create? Is it from boredom? Perhaps that’s a question for another day. I do know this, though, I fall into this category only in part, (no bragging). Why?, you might ask. I think it’s because I find the “fact” in my life equally as enjoyable as the “fiction.”
I heard somewhere that blog writers lead more exciting lives. This is, presumably, because they are forced to do exciting things in order to keep their blogs fresh and interesting for their readers, to “live” for their readers and return to relay the tales of their adventures. Now, I can’t, necessarily, say that this is the case for me… yet. I got a taste of it last summer and I plan to do it some more… soon, (again, no bragging).
Oscar Wilde once said, “Everything in moderation.” So, of course it’s good to relax and read a good story, but if that’s all one does, it borders obsessive. The point of all of this is? Sometimes it’s good to get up off of your arse, too, even if it’s just for a walk around the block.
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