Escapism Explained
Lots of people mock me for wanting to write murder mysteries, you know (including my friend who works for Life coach SW london , who really should know better than to intentionally knock my confidence, again). That might come as a big surprise to you if you’re a fellow murder-mystery writer – no sarcasm, honest! – but I don’t let it get to me. And what I mean by that is that I really don’t allow it to affect me. The way I see it, they are just jealous and badly want to have the talent I have been blessed with. Not my words, my mum’s when I was about ten and writing a murder mystery made me feel sick, I wanted to achieve it that much.
One of the main reasons why I like writing about this sort of thing is that it is such a complete break from normal life. It’s escapism of the highest order; in a flash I am no longer in my room at my computer, I am instead stalking about a mansion in the dark holding a candle-stick. Alternatively, depending on where I am with my writing, I might be lying in bed and be panicking, thinking “am I the next one to be murdered, pray tell!” It’s all very exciting, and although it can be fairly stressful playing a character in your head who doesn’t know whether or not she’s about to be brutally murdered – mainly because the author doesn’t know, and the author is also me – it’s also a form of relaxation: a holiday from myself, my life, my hopes and dreams and all that stuff. In other words, it’s as close as getting into a cryogenic excitement / relaxation chamber as you get without actually owning one yourself. Surely that sounds like quite a good and healthy thing to you, doesn’t it? Yep, I thought so.
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