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We call what we have ‘Fiction Minds’ sociopaths-with-delusions-of-grandeur-and-avoidant-attachment-issues-and-depersonalization-disorder didn’t really have the same ring to it.
On the Subject of Polyamory.
Polyamory and people with fiction-minds run consistently hand-in-hand.
But recently, I’ve begun to wonder why.
One of the theories is that people with fiction-minds simply do not fare well in traditional relationships. The lack of reactions, the lack of focus, the seeming eternity in today’s view of love may have them running for the hills.
But no, it isn’t a choice.
Someone with a fiction-mind loves to constantly explore their surroundings, even poke at the odd little things in their life to see one of the other ‘characters’ react. We’re limited to only a first-person point of view. Only one body, but dozens of characters to fall in love with. Perhaps even hundreds.
Polyamory and even a lack of a primary partner seem to run true for many of the fiction-minded people I’ve listed.
Gatsby seems to be the only exclusion, for undying love and blind hope was part of his character traits. Saint’s Row’s Boss seems to be disgusted by the concept of marriage (Gat out of Hell) and is even given the option to ‘Romance’ multiple teammates (SR4), but has no ‘official’ partner. V for Vendetta’s V is inconclusive, as he only has lasting contact with one of the characters, who just happens to be his love interest. Dorian Gray, after Sybil Vane, is a known womanizer that seems to have no interest in commitment. Lord Henry has been married multiple times and has a famously cynical view about love (though his actual love life is hardly mentioned.)
I myself have polyamorous tastes. My fellow fiction-minded researcher, referred to as Fabel, indulges regularly but has a primary partner. The third, referred to as Veiled, has never seemingly settled down throughout their life and has had no known primary partner.
The consistency is clear, but the connection is not. I have to wonder. What about being born from fiction makes my heart filled with such wander lust?
It’s not my work, it’s my life.
I live in an art college community, where everyone loves to discuss their creative work.
I don’t. I write fiction, and live in fiction, and I don’t like to discuss what I write. And I’ve noticed that many other people with fiction-minds either decline to discuss their creative side, or have trouble doing so.
Why?
Imagination is normal to us.
It comes so naturally that there is never a suggestive process, or brainstorming process.
When other people talk to us about their work, we appreciate it. When they ask us to suggest things, or, god forbid, share our work in progress, that simply isn’t done.
It may be because of how the world of fiction is introduced to the crowds. The movie/musical/book/etc, from the release date, simply is. The audience can have wistful regrets, perhaps even alternative theories on the fiction, but the audience does not suggest.
Look at it this way. To even know there is a brainstorming process for your existence, wouldn’t that freak you out?
Is my fiction hindered because of this odd little anxiety? Possibly.
But I love my fiction and my life precisely the way it is.
My fashion, my revolution, my fiction, and even my very character will bring the world of reality to its arthritic knees.
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