On the Weight of the World

Back in August of ’16, I was pretty dismayed and distracted by the state of the world. Little did I know how much worse it would get. The amount of programming and control ideologies in Americans is staggering. The corruption in the Senate is at a historical high, revealed in the way the impeachment “trial” of the president was managed. Democracy is in a brittle state, crumbling with every new revelation brought on by this administration and GOP-led senate. I have kids and soon, grandkids. I care about the future they face.

It’s still very difficult to get creative with fiction when real life is so dire. I want to inject meaningful messages in my writing, but I find it hard to even get in the mood to write. This pervasive, mood-altering awareness of the historical implications of today’s American politics is like a blanket, smothering the muse. I simply have to be more disciplined, more open to the vision of story as a means to convey the meaning I seek to impart.

In my WIP, there is an overarching, powerful secret organization running its own game on Earth (and in space), making its own rules, disregarding conventional law and government rule. The discovery of this organization by the protagonists leads them on a quest to a.) survive, and b.) reveal the truth to the masses (expose the organization and its tech). This model of story is exactly what I see/feel needs to happen in our country/world. There are beyond-wealthy types manipulating the world to meet their goals – have been for decades, probably centuries. They are using wars and inequitable economic methodologies to harvest wealth from the planet. Greed is the driving force. Lack of morals and ethics compound the situation.

I’ve often wondered, “Why is it that the least moral, least ethical humans end up with so much wealth and power?” Part of the answer seems basic: because they act like animals – tearing into the flesh of anything they find useful to their cause. They disregard principles and values that are otherwise the foundation for civilized society (and indeed are what the majority adhere to in order to keep life civilized).

What would happen if the majority starting acting like these uber-wealthy types? I’ll tell you. Chaos would ensue. Civilization would collapse under the weight of a population that steals, kills, and subjugates anyone they can. Mad Max in real life.

Anyway, I digress. My desire is to use my story to illustrate the passion and character it takes to face overwhelming odds, to take on established, powerful forces in order to restore balance and justice to a world. That has to be the motivation to get my writing done. Some tie to the real world that could make a statement while still being engaging and entertaining to read.

Technically, I’m working on outlining the remainder of the story. This is in itself an art/skill, one requiring every bit of creativity as free writing from the hip. The benefit to outlining is that once done, the speed bumps are removed to the actual writing. You know what must be written, so the writing gets done – opening the way to editing (the real polish to any work).

Enough jabbering. Back to outlining.

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