For some people its music or running or that few moments just before you fall asleep. It can be found in children, in the arms of a soul mate, in the stars, in the rain and in the shower. Some people use adrenalin, others use much heavier substances.
Its that place in your mind that no one touches, where your thoughts go when you don’t keep track of them. Where dreams meet reality, where reality doesn’t have to be real.
For some people it’s a relief, a break from life…to escape from it all.
For me, its stories, in whatever medium. Its more then just going to a far off land or being whatever you want to be. It’s about abandoning yourself. Leaving behind all that is you, your dreams, your problems, your routine, your life. It’s embracing something else completely. Another place, another time, another person. To be for that moment, free. To let the story take you, guide you, show you what it’s supposed to, and just let it grow around you. To let it do what it needs to do and to let it leave its mark on you.
Because every story affects you….changes you…some in ways not as obvious as others, but they’re there nonetheless.
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Someone asked me what fiction was to me…
Fiction is the past, present and future. The world as it could be or a view of a parallel universe. Its the experience you always wanted or didn't want or have never thought of having. Its the places that exist and the places that exist only in dreams.
Its an escape into someone else's story, into another world, another mindset, another truth.
Its a movie, made from your imagination, screened on the back of your eyes for an audience of one.
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