Day 138

Just what are you saying?

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So here’s the thing.

We all have points of view, nurtured from the day we are born to the day we die.

Along the way, these views can change, as does our opinion of many things.

Political beliefs, religion, and the weather.

As a rule, I tend to avoid both politics and religion, simply because most people hold very strong views.

As for the weather, I’m an expert.  After I look out the window.

But…

Even then, there are people with strong views about that because of or not climate change and secret satellites that change weather patterns…

Yes, yet another WTF moment!

So…

The point I’m trying to make is that our personal beliefs sometimes creep into the characters we create.

Al least we think we are creating this particular person, and no matter how hard we try to make them what seems to be the complete antithesis of ourselves, somehow a little shred is there.

I cannot make a completely obnoxious person, no matter how hard it try, because it’s not me.  I don’t know what it’s like to be one.  I have to read about people like that, and delved into Freud’s thoughts on psychosis to gain some level of understanding

And, sadly, I want to believe there is good somewhere in everyone.

It could possibly be one of those issues a writer has to deal with in character development.

Of course, it’s all the easier if you have had to deal with such people.

My father was a monster who beat all of us, but that may have had something to do with the war and fighting the Japanese in the jungle.

My uncle was a paedophile who assaulted both me and my brother, and a lot of others, in a time when he could get away with it

My mother had no idea how to be a mother or care for us in the way a mother should.

These people gave me the background for certain types of characters.

So did a lot of the people I worked with over the years.  People I saw, people in other countries, people from all walks of life.

All, in their own way, shaped who I am and what I believe in.

And I know enough not to impose my beliefs, such as they are, on anyone.

Jane Austen got it right

“For what do we live but to make sport for our neighbours and laughter at them in our turn?”