Post by Dju on Dec 7, 2014 18:19:11 GMT -5
Hm. I used to think fo myself as a fair writer, but as my stories have progressed, I recently realised the death rate is pretty high in them. O_e
In fact, pretty much all of my favorite stories have a considerably high amount of dead characters in it. Derek Robinson, my favorite author, bases his novels after how excessive losses can make life itself lose its purpose. Sure, his books are mostly in war scenarios and that's the whole point of it - for you to feel the vibe of what an actual war feels like- but there's some really dark stuff there. XD
Then there's Bishock. Dang, does anyone ever get to live in this series? It's just plain tragic.
And let's not forget Boardwalk Empire, with a frightening number of men shot down mercilessly each episode, and its british pal Peaky Blinders.
I feel really attracted by stories like these. Geez, they died? How? Why? What now? Now nothing. It's done. Nothing you can do anymore, and that makes the gears in my brain work a bit faster. I keep trying to draw another plotline in my mind, to see if it could've possibly gone another way over and over again until my head hurts. It makes me care, especially intimate and sincere deaths, like suicides. It makes me sad, stirs my feelings and makes me appreciate our peaceful lives even more.
Death is just so frightening. Like Joker said, you envision futures for these characters and they never get to live them. It's really, truly shocking. Not nearly as awful and crushing as real life deaths, but it gets pretty darn close.
These are certainly the stories that grab me and touch my heart. I'm a ridiculously optimistic person who hopes and hopes and hopes and apparently doesn't mind getting her expectations crushed by fictional scenarios. Perfect happy endings please me, but they don't give me anything to think about whatsoever. Not enough heart.
So yes, this is my personal preference. It's rather dark, especially considering I'm a unicorn and sugar sort of person most of the time, but I just appreciate getting my heart moved by these stories. I try to reflect this in stories of my own, and let's just hope I get it right. i'm a bit of a butcher. A moderate one, but a considerable amount of characters don't make it to the end.
In fact, pretty much all of my favorite stories have a considerably high amount of dead characters in it. Derek Robinson, my favorite author, bases his novels after how excessive losses can make life itself lose its purpose. Sure, his books are mostly in war scenarios and that's the whole point of it - for you to feel the vibe of what an actual war feels like- but there's some really dark stuff there. XD
Then there's Bishock. Dang, does anyone ever get to live in this series? It's just plain tragic.
And let's not forget Boardwalk Empire, with a frightening number of men shot down mercilessly each episode, and its british pal Peaky Blinders.
I feel really attracted by stories like these. Geez, they died? How? Why? What now? Now nothing. It's done. Nothing you can do anymore, and that makes the gears in my brain work a bit faster. I keep trying to draw another plotline in my mind, to see if it could've possibly gone another way over and over again until my head hurts. It makes me care, especially intimate and sincere deaths, like suicides. It makes me sad, stirs my feelings and makes me appreciate our peaceful lives even more.
Of all the movies and books and stories I've come across, one of the deaths that moved me the hardest was
-SPOILERSSOSTOPNOWORNEVER-
Finlayson's in Goshawk Squadron, by Mr. Robinson. As I recall, his engine was done for it and leaking, but he remained conscious and drifting helplessly through the sky. Right beside him came flying by an enemy aircraft, eager to finish the job. He could either be be set aflame, shot down or crash land, so he picked up his pistol and shot his own head after his engine caught fire.
It was so dark and unexpected and....geez. It's plain hopeless. Gives me goosebumps just thinking about it. I cared about Finlayson, and he just died.
-SPOILERSSOSTOPNOWORNEVER-
Finlayson's in Goshawk Squadron, by Mr. Robinson. As I recall, his engine was done for it and leaking, but he remained conscious and drifting helplessly through the sky. Right beside him came flying by an enemy aircraft, eager to finish the job. He could either be be set aflame, shot down or crash land, so he picked up his pistol and shot his own head after his engine caught fire.
It was so dark and unexpected and....geez. It's plain hopeless. Gives me goosebumps just thinking about it. I cared about Finlayson, and he just died.
Death is just so frightening. Like Joker said, you envision futures for these characters and they never get to live them. It's really, truly shocking. Not nearly as awful and crushing as real life deaths, but it gets pretty darn close.
These are certainly the stories that grab me and touch my heart. I'm a ridiculously optimistic person who hopes and hopes and hopes and apparently doesn't mind getting her expectations crushed by fictional scenarios. Perfect happy endings please me, but they don't give me anything to think about whatsoever. Not enough heart.
So yes, this is my personal preference. It's rather dark, especially considering I'm a unicorn and sugar sort of person most of the time, but I just appreciate getting my heart moved by these stories. I try to reflect this in stories of my own, and let's just hope I get it right. i'm a bit of a butcher. A moderate one, but a considerable amount of characters don't make it to the end.