How much blood and sweat goes into to what you write? How much of the “real you” bleeds onto your pages? Do you try to limit your characters? Do you attempt to quiet your own voice so that their’s might better be heard?
I am a fond believer that this type of writing equates to censorship in its basic form. When we limit our pens and their ink…when we run from the direction our creativity wants to lead us, we are not bringing our best writing to the table.
There could be any number of reasons for doing this to our work, but at the end of the day, it boils down to one major question…what will my readers think of me? I personally have struggled with this, and as a lover of madness and mystery, it can definitely hamper your villain…or your hero.
When I read, I want to lose myself in the work, in strong characters and a fantastic story, but I also want to feel like I am in tune with the author. I want to know what went on inside his or her head that has brought such a fantastic creation to the page. I long to feel a connection with the creator, their shadows and their light. I want to know they have bled their heart and soul into their work, birthed their characters and their stories from the core of their beings, in a fierce attempt to unleash the best story their minds and most of all, their hearts, have to offer.
Sterile, unfeeling, and completely fabricated characters leave me wanting more…and normally the more that’s missing, is the author themselves.
To bleed or not to bleed? I personally think the answer is simple.