I’m writing this post the night before it’s posted. I’m tired and flagging now, but I’m so close to the A to Z finish line, I’m not about to give up. With what little spare energy I have, I’m writing this post. It’s going to be short. The topic itself has been on my list of blog posts to cover for some time, it’s just my brain may not be engaging as well as it may have done had I written it another evening.
I don’t know how many times I’ve heard the complaint that a book or a film had unbelievable scenes in it.
“That would never happen!”
“They can’t do that!”
Let me ask you a question. Why do you read books?
For me, it’s escapism. Real life is real enough for me. If I wanted art to imitate life to it’s enth degree, then I’d watch the news. For a crime fiction fan, it would give me everything I need. But I don’t watch the news (OK, I do that as well). I want some pace. I want emotion. I want to feel invested, and if that means the characters within the pages have to push a few boundaries, then fair enough. After all, we all hear that cops are drowning in red tape and that really wouldn’t make for interesting reading, so rather than the boss of the homicide unit being stuck in meetings all day, I’m more than happy to read as they chase the bad guys and race to save the day.
We’re reading fiction. It’s all in that one word. So next time, before those immortal words “Unbelievable!” pass your lips, just stop and ask yourself, what would you rather be reading or seeing that character doing?