The Author(s) of Our Lives.
May 2nd 2007 06:23
The Author(s) of Our Lives.
Marry Shelley published her novel Frankenstein in 19th century in London. The character in this novel, Victor, intended to create a beautiful creature; but his creation, instead, had turned out to be a repulsive and disgusting creature. Victor had created such a deformed and distorted monster. Frankenstein looked so terrible that his creator had to run away in terror to escape his own creation. Frankenstein, the victim felt rejection from his own creator- his God. Interestingly, Mary Shelley – the creator of all the characters in this novel, in turn created Victor.
As a writer, I could not help thinking about the idea that I was the “God” or the “Creator” of all my characters that I have created in my writings. The writers, acting as Gods, who created each of their characters from their creative imagination – each with the distinctive look, the unique characteristic, personality, degree of intelligence, background, fate, destiny, and timetable of everyday life.
Into a few chapters of the manuscript, when the writer perceived the content of the story differently, changed his/her mood, or if it was necessary, he/she had an authority to get rid of certain characters to make the story more meaningful, and the lives of these characters have to cut short. Their life spans were predetermined and the writer controlled the outcomes. The readers might have thought that the death of their favorite characters were unfair. They raised question. The answer was quite simple – the writer could kill them off whenever he/she believed if it was appropriate as well as bringing them back to live from their graves.
Likewise, who would be written our life stories? There must have been a writer(s)/author(s); someone(s) has been writing a novel(s) about our lives. From the moment that we were born, we have been playing characters in the novel. The way the story developed would determine our fate and destinies because we had no idea how our lives as characters would turn out to be. Some of us had wonderful lives and some had miserable lives. Our lives were predestined. Our appearances, our personalities, our pathways of life, the way we lived, how our lives would end up, and even our choices were not up to us to decide. We were destined to be submissive and under the mercy of our own “Writer,” “God,” or “Creator.”
In the movie Misery written by Stephen king, Annie Wilkes was not happy with the ending from the novel written by Paul Sheldon. Annie was upset because Sheldon has killed her favorite character, Misery. She made him change the story according to her ideas – bringing Misery back to life. Stranger than Fiction, was another movie that represents the similar type of idea. Harold Crick's life, played by Will Ferrell, was dictated out loud by a woman writer, Emma Thompson. The main character could hear his writer's voice as a narrator. The author herself was a normal human being just like her character, living in this world. The funniest thing about the movie was that the writer tried so hard to search for the appropriate ending for her character.
Could we do the same to our "writer" because we are not happy with the story of our lives? I guess not. Hopefully, when writing us as the characters, our "writer" would have mercy and compassion on us.
Marry Shelley published her novel Frankenstein in 19th century in London. The character in this novel, Victor, intended to create a beautiful creature; but his creation, instead, had turned out to be a repulsive and disgusting creature. Victor had created such a deformed and distorted monster. Frankenstein looked so terrible that his creator had to run away in terror to escape his own creation. Frankenstein, the victim felt rejection from his own creator- his God. Interestingly, Mary Shelley – the creator of all the characters in this novel, in turn created Victor.
As a writer, I could not help thinking about the idea that I was the “God” or the “Creator” of all my characters that I have created in my writings. The writers, acting as Gods, who created each of their characters from their creative imagination – each with the distinctive look, the unique characteristic, personality, degree of intelligence, background, fate, destiny, and timetable of everyday life.
Into a few chapters of the manuscript, when the writer perceived the content of the story differently, changed his/her mood, or if it was necessary, he/she had an authority to get rid of certain characters to make the story more meaningful, and the lives of these characters have to cut short. Their life spans were predetermined and the writer controlled the outcomes. The readers might have thought that the death of their favorite characters were unfair. They raised question. The answer was quite simple – the writer could kill them off whenever he/she believed if it was appropriate as well as bringing them back to live from their graves.
Likewise, who would be written our life stories? There must have been a writer(s)/author(s); someone(s) has been writing a novel(s) about our lives. From the moment that we were born, we have been playing characters in the novel. The way the story developed would determine our fate and destinies because we had no idea how our lives as characters would turn out to be. Some of us had wonderful lives and some had miserable lives. Our lives were predestined. Our appearances, our personalities, our pathways of life, the way we lived, how our lives would end up, and even our choices were not up to us to decide. We were destined to be submissive and under the mercy of our own “Writer,” “God,” or “Creator.”
In the movie Misery written by Stephen king, Annie Wilkes was not happy with the ending from the novel written by Paul Sheldon. Annie was upset because Sheldon has killed her favorite character, Misery. She made him change the story according to her ideas – bringing Misery back to life. Stranger than Fiction, was another movie that represents the similar type of idea. Harold Crick's life, played by Will Ferrell, was dictated out loud by a woman writer, Emma Thompson. The main character could hear his writer's voice as a narrator. The author herself was a normal human being just like her character, living in this world. The funniest thing about the movie was that the writer tried so hard to search for the appropriate ending for her character.
Could we do the same to our "writer" because we are not happy with the story of our lives? I guess not. Hopefully, when writing us as the characters, our "writer" would have mercy and compassion on us.
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