I’ve been working in the Garden this morning, listening to Blue October (a newly discovered band for me that I am way too much in to), and thinking. OF course I do my best thinking when I”m doing other creative endeavors … and yes .. Gardening is creative!
One of my favorite classes in college back when I was 17 years old was called The Study of Story. It took a look at the development of stories through history, how myths were the building blocks for the books we read and write now. The development of specific character types. How Holidays and customs evolved over time due in part to verbal and written story telling. It really shaped me as a PERSON too, as it helped me to see how we’ve evolved as humans to be who we are today.
The one thing that has remained the same throughout the history of story telling is the character type: HERO. He (or she) is the main character of a story, the one who must venture out on some sort of quest in order to prove their worth, and who eventually finds a happy ending. Well … most of the time. Otherwise the morale taught is a very sad one.
The main problem with the HERO is this. They are too damn noble. They are so busy on their personal quests that they can’t see all the GOOD THINGS happening right in front of their faces. They feel they must have something to offer others – to prove they are worthy of love -before they will allow someone else to love them. There’s always a reason why they themselves can not find happiness: finish college first, take care of my family first, deal with another relationship first, take over the world first, fight the f*cking dragon FIRST. What they don’t realize is that if they took care of THEMSELVES first, and allowed happiness and love in, they’d be so much better able to achieve their quest successfully.
I want to read a story where the hero and their loved one stand side-by-side battling the world from the very beginning. Why can’t the Happy Ending instead be a Happy Start?