>>They are not me, they have their own integrity as personalities, and in that way they are external individuals. Yet, they are made from me and my sense of their integrity is no doubt strengthened by the fact that I have loaned them my own, and in that way they are internal parts of me.
Yes! You've explained that wonderfully well! A lot of good thought here, I'm going to have to come back to it. And the idea that in Storyspace you are somehow on an equal plane with them; I like that.
I should come back to this and think some more. But the question about the squick. I think it's at least partially fear-- writers are always, I think, more aware than others of the limits of imagination and mind, and they know they're on tricky ground, but we don't *talk* about it, at least not in such a concrete way, because we're not *that* weird, I mean maybe I dreamed about Draco Malfoy every night for a month and hear his voice in my head all the time, but I still know the difference between fantasy and reality!--- right? Er...
because we're not *that* weird, I mean maybe I dreamed about Draco Malfoy every night for a month and hear his voice in my head all the time, but I still know the difference between fantasy and reality!--- right? Er...
*chuckling* That makes a lot of sense. It reminds me a bit of some things LeGuin wrote in her intro to The Left Hand of Darkness about getting to Truth via a pack of lies, and no respectable society ever trusting its artists. "I am an artist, and therefore a liar. Distrust everything I say. I am telling the truth."
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Yes! You've explained that wonderfully well! A lot of good thought here, I'm going to have to come back to it. And the idea that in Storyspace you are somehow on an equal plane with them; I like that.
I should come back to this and think some more. But the question about the squick. I think it's at least partially fear-- writers are always, I think, more aware than others of the limits of imagination and mind, and they know they're on tricky ground, but we don't *talk* about it, at least not in such a concrete way, because we're not *that* weird, I mean maybe I dreamed about Draco Malfoy every night for a month and hear his voice in my head all the time, but I still know the difference between fantasy and reality!--- right? Er...
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*chuckling* That makes a lot of sense. It reminds me a bit of some things LeGuin wrote in her intro to The Left Hand of Darkness about getting to Truth via a pack of lies, and no respectable society ever trusting its artists. "I am an artist, and therefore a liar. Distrust everything I say. I am telling the truth."