For those that don't know, I live in Japan, which was struck by a massive earthquake followed by a devastating tsunami which has left the country reeling. In addition to nuclear reactor issues, it compounds the level of danger involved in the situation. Luckily, I was far enough away from the center of the quake, so I was only shaken where I am.
This begs the question: when is it ok to use real life tragedy in fiction?
I lived in Mississippi when Hurricane Katrina hit, so this is the second major natural disaster I have experienced first hand. It's almost impossible not to want to use fiction as some sort of catharsis to write about these horrors. I can't help thinking writing and my other hobbies are inconsequential when looking at the news and seeing that real life is much more powerful than fiction can ever be.
I've been reluctant to talk about writing or anything else the past couple of days, but I know that these things keep me sane and give me ease. It's good to escape into fantasy worlds but it's hard to do it when reality is smacking me in the face.
One of my projects I am working on now involves a world in which natural disasters rock the world on a daily basis. I'm now experiencing this first-hand. There have been at least 50 aftershocks I have felt here since the initial quake.
It feels strange to use my experience to write a fantasy story, but I feel compelled even more to write this story than I originally did. Now I actually know what it feels like to live every waking moment paranoid of the next quake. And I can instill that into my characters.
There is also a moment I had conceived where a character, consumed by guilt for feeling she let the world down, stands on the beach and lets a giant wave suck her in. In real life, one my fiance's friends lived near the beach and was lucky to survive. She is now holed up in a make-shift shelter for foreseeable future.
These are scenes I had imagined before the disaster even happened. It feels so bizarre to see them reflected in real life right in front of me. My heart hurts for those people affected and it hurts even more to look at the internet and see some "trolls" making light of the situation and poking fun.
Japan is like my second home and I love it here. It feels so strange that a story that I was writing about disaster is now manifesting itself around me.
But I remember after Katrina, I wrote two poems that were both published in anthologies. Because I was writing about my home, my pain, my helplessness about my situation. It wasn't something contrived that I thought up. It was real emotion, raw and unfiltered. Here I am again, posed with the same feeling: should I use the pain I'm feeling in my writing?
I feel the only answer is that yes, in time I will. Real life is at times boring and mundane. But when faced with stark reality, it will always be more powerful and affecting than anything I could dream up or find in a book.
This begs the question: when is it ok to use real life tragedy in fiction?
I lived in Mississippi when Hurricane Katrina hit, so this is the second major natural disaster I have experienced first hand. It's almost impossible not to want to use fiction as some sort of catharsis to write about these horrors. I can't help thinking writing and my other hobbies are inconsequential when looking at the news and seeing that real life is much more powerful than fiction can ever be.
I've been reluctant to talk about writing or anything else the past couple of days, but I know that these things keep me sane and give me ease. It's good to escape into fantasy worlds but it's hard to do it when reality is smacking me in the face.
One of my projects I am working on now involves a world in which natural disasters rock the world on a daily basis. I'm now experiencing this first-hand. There have been at least 50 aftershocks I have felt here since the initial quake.
It feels strange to use my experience to write a fantasy story, but I feel compelled even more to write this story than I originally did. Now I actually know what it feels like to live every waking moment paranoid of the next quake. And I can instill that into my characters.
There is also a moment I had conceived where a character, consumed by guilt for feeling she let the world down, stands on the beach and lets a giant wave suck her in. In real life, one my fiance's friends lived near the beach and was lucky to survive. She is now holed up in a make-shift shelter for foreseeable future.
These are scenes I had imagined before the disaster even happened. It feels so bizarre to see them reflected in real life right in front of me. My heart hurts for those people affected and it hurts even more to look at the internet and see some "trolls" making light of the situation and poking fun.
Japan is like my second home and I love it here. It feels so strange that a story that I was writing about disaster is now manifesting itself around me.
But I remember after Katrina, I wrote two poems that were both published in anthologies. Because I was writing about my home, my pain, my helplessness about my situation. It wasn't something contrived that I thought up. It was real emotion, raw and unfiltered. Here I am again, posed with the same feeling: should I use the pain I'm feeling in my writing?
I feel the only answer is that yes, in time I will. Real life is at times boring and mundane. But when faced with stark reality, it will always be more powerful and affecting than anything I could dream up or find in a book.
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