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benlehman at 12:24am on 11/03/2003
benlehman at 12:24am on 11/03/2003Reading the Unicorn Jelly (www.unicornjelly.com) archives and boards, has made me think of my own world creation, and how generally strange it is. In the process, I realized that the people I am writing about are not people, in any reasonable sense of the world. They have no Civilization. They have books, true, and knives and stories and clothes and many other things that one might consider civilized. But then I think:
What clothes do they wear? They wear cloaks and tabards -- the clothes one would wear if one did not care about clothes.
What food do they eat? Dry ash bread and water -- the food one eats if one does not care about food. Raw meat for the Fallen, and they are considered decadent.
What love do they have? The love one has when one does not care about love. Which is to say, none. No death = no need to restore the population.
DaieThion is, ultimately, about the success of a theocracy. The world, fully and completely, has discarded the stuff of life itself -- the civilization -- in exchange for a hope of transcendance. They are truly of death and not life, in that sense, above all others. I do not know if this is good or bad. It is merely what I am driven to write about. But I think I have some insight into why it is so hard to write a compelling story from that place -- because the stories are stories of the dead.
What clothes do they wear? They wear cloaks and tabards -- the clothes one would wear if one did not care about clothes.
What food do they eat? Dry ash bread and water -- the food one eats if one does not care about food. Raw meat for the Fallen, and they are considered decadent.
What love do they have? The love one has when one does not care about love. Which is to say, none. No death = no need to restore the population.
DaieThion is, ultimately, about the success of a theocracy. The world, fully and completely, has discarded the stuff of life itself -- the civilization -- in exchange for a hope of transcendance. They are truly of death and not life, in that sense, above all others. I do not know if this is good or bad. It is merely what I am driven to write about. But I think I have some insight into why it is so hard to write a compelling story from that place -- because the stories are stories of the dead.