Beyond Imagination


We live in a world where certain elements of truth are not allowed to exist. They live instead behind the pages of books and underneath the skin of imagination. Writing fiction is fun to me because we have the opportunity to play with these elements, mixing and matching reality and day dreams until anything becomes possible within the reach of imagination. There is no right and wrong answer. No specific way of doing things, anything and everything is indeed possible. So much so that some of what we read can be described as strange. Completely made up monsters pop in from outer space, people fly and houses speak to us. But truth is stranger than fiction and stretches beyond imagination. That is, nothing we can make up compares to the unusual reality of the kinds of things that actually take place in the real world. You think you’re watching a movie written by a writer who stuttered embellishments in the darkness of his bedroom, fingers tapping against the keyboard while memory plays hide and seek with his thoughts. But what if his characters really do exist? What if armies of giants live underground with thousand eye locusts like horses ready for battle? You think Shrek was the genius of a profound imagination until you realize there were talking Donkey’s in the history of man. You think The Matrix is just a movie until you begin to understand a parallel universe. “Truth is Stranger Than Fiction” isn’t just a fancy tag line put together by a writer of fiction; not something I dug up between the inspirations of Mark Twain. What it seeks to communicate is the notion that  nothing we can create can be as unusual as what we are bound to find in real life, and speaks metaphorically of the unsettling realness of truth. The “strangeness” of reality. You think something is weird until you find out just how deep the rabbit hole goes.

Perhaps maybe your characters are not just stick men, but what if they actually do exist?


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10 thoughts on “Beyond Imagination”

  1. I always wonder about this… if the universe basically stretches forever and there are numerous parallel dimensions, isn’t it probable that our characters do exist? That writing is just peeking into other places?


    1. I definitely think there are other dimensions that stretch beyond our knowing and that we sometimes look into this with our writing. We think we made something up but it was already here. But for me, I see it from the perspective of physical and spiritual. These other existences as the physical manifestation of the spiritual. We see one thing taking place but the spiritual things happening alongside it, we do not see. At least not physically.

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  2. There have been some characters I invented that I’ve never met or had any type of interaction with them, but I know in reality they do exist. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this post. Keep it up!

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