Optimism Prime

The reaction to yesterdays post about the current and future possibilities of this new writing climate got me thinking a lot about my current mood these days. I’ve always been a very optimistic and fun loving person, but over the last few years I’ve noticed a melancholy style creeping up and some downright pessimism taking root. That’s got to stop and today is the day I stop it. I’ve got a good life in a good country with opportunity for so much more than that. There is a lot to worry about in the world but there are plenty of people to cover that and think about it. That’s not me and that’s not who I am.

This is one of the reasons why I think my last novel never got off the ground inside of me even though it had amazing potential. At it’s heart it was a very pessimistic novel and I couldn’t bring myself to invest in it for very long without getting depressed. My current project, though still dark, and violent, and weird, has a heart of optimism. The reason my MC is willing to put himself into just awful circumstances is because he really absolutely truly believes that all he needs is just this one thing and his life will be complete. He has faith and puts his entire self worth on the line in the pursuit of his goal. And that’s fun to write about. Writing about a PI who sees nothing but failure and decay around him and has no larger goal beyond survival was not.

Now we’re not talking some Pollyanna delusional garbage here.  In addition to being optimistic I’m also very self-aware and critical of myself and the things I love. But this is all done in a spirit of enjoyment and always with the full-fledged belief that things will always work out, better things will always come along, and right now, no matter what, is the greatest time to be alive.