Continuity

I just realized that I have not posted here for ages. Life has changed. I have not been writing much fiction, save for fanfiction, since the whole debacle concerning Tibet had been taking up my attention. Sometimes, even writers get sucked into the events of the real world. I’ve become a part-time political writer, writing letters to the local newspaper to explain the situation and to clear up historical sticky spots.

Then there’s university, which is just taking up so much writing time. I can’t seem to be able to write anything, except stories based on other people’s creations, which is all very good and entertaining, but there seems to be something missing in my life. I miss that spark of creativity, but maybe I’m just going into withdrawal because I’m weaning myself off soppy romances. No more tragic heroines for me. It’s the man that I’m going to concentrate on for now.

History seems like a good premise for stories. There are so many things to warp. The challenge is to warp history without changing the outcome. I’ve been reading, planning, and hoping that my idea will be acceptable. For me, history is almost like fantasy, because things worked differently in the past. People saw things differently. It’s my goal to get inside these people’s minds and reveal their thoughts to readers, because let’s face it. Historical figures in textbooks feel so two-dimensional. We don’t know if they’d ever loved, felt losses, felt lost, experienced regret, and saying to themselves ‘if only…’. I want to make them into real people, and give them a non-political side.