Trash talking yourself

I write fiction because, even though the human condition is varied and unique to the individual, it is portrayed in the same manner in most non-fiction. Exaggerated hardship, deeper than the average person’s pain and suffering, fantastical – almost to the divine miraculous – beating the odds to overcome adversity. Readers flock to this over the top telling of stories hoping to find inspiration only to realize that compared to the life told theirs is less hopeful, less dramatic and therefore less meaningful (in their minds). Inspirational as these non-fiction stories might be, they first raise the reader up with hope only later to dash that hope. And most of the time the reader doesn’t even realize it’s happening. It’s a slow rolling fall down the hill of reality that hits. Most of the non-fiction I have read reminds me of the beauty ads on TV and in magazines. “See what you can become if you just use this product (insert – “do what I did in my life?”).” False advertising in the worst way. Glamourized fall of the hero/ine only to dramatize their rise above such pain and hardships to find self redemption and live a full and meaningful life.

Everyone has his/her own hardships and victories. We should never compare ourselves to someone else. We can all write our own non-fiction book about our life and it would be no different than those who have done it before us. But that’s life people. Ups and downs. Victories and defeats. Why read about someone else’s life when you can live your own right here. Right now.

At least fiction allows you to leave this world for a moment, like a good movie, and dream bigger dreams, step out of reality, take a break from the every day every day.

But, as I always say, I guess that’s just me 🙂

Although the world does seem to want the trash non-fiction feeds them. IMHO that is a sad, sad statement about humanity as a whole…

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About ynnarie

Lynn Salisbury grew up in the rural town of McGrath, Minnesota. After graduating from McGregor High School in the mid 1980’s, she moved to the Twin Cities. Lynn spent her 20’s and 30’s working like the average person, never imagining the calling that awaited her. But those two decades of working, learning, growing, led to the day a friend challenged Lynn to write. Lynn met that challenge and never looked back. Now she draws from her life’s experiences and creative mind to weave stories. Stories about different worlds, different lives, different perspectives. If you ask her about her life, Lynn will tell you it’s been rather simple and sometimes boring. But if you dig a little deeper you will find that it’s been a bit more exciting than that. Lynn has done everything from designing clothes ranging from prom and wedding dresses to drag queen attire and everything in-between, became a registered, ordained Pagan minister in the state of Minnesota, to creating a group, on a social media site, of fans devoted to her favorite football team that has more members than most medium sized towns. Lynn still lives in the Twin Cities area, enjoying the changing seasons, spending time with family, working, and writing. She will admit she hasn’t found her genre niche yet, and she secretly hopes she never does, leaving the possibilities wide open for any type of story that formulates in her head, mixed with a bit of muse inspiration, to spill out into the written word. She writes what she would want to read, having taken to heart a piece of advice she once heard. And she feels blessed and grateful for the chance to share her stories with the world. As the mother of three amazing, beautiful and strong daughters, Lynn knows that even when the world seems the darkest, they are her light. And she never forgets what an honor and privilege it is to be their mother. “If you haven’t had your ‘a-ha’ moment today, you haven’t been paying attention.” – Lynn Salisbury
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