These are the things

What a horrible place it is to start a story in the middle. How much does one have to hate their audience to begin somewhere without a beginning? Every story should have one, how is a reader, a viewer, the audience supposed to find out what they are going to face?

It’s not like you can write “Alex ran at the dragon, tears streaming from her eyes. She knew there was no hope, she knew this could only end as it always was supposed to end. After all, this wasn’t her story, and she wasn’t its heroine. She was just the girl that tried. Steel met scales. And a sweet little melody was born.”

Are you happy with that? I sure am not. There are too many questions left floating about, and no one there to answer. That’s the worst thing, unanswered questions. We tend to fill in the blanks and stare at the solutions with the inconvenient feeling that they reveal far more about ourselves than we are comfortable with.

That’s why stories should have a beginning and an end, so we can pretend they are as far removed from ourselves as possible, so that when we close the book, or switch off the television, close our eyes, our minds, we are secure in teh knowledge that they are over and we can return to who we were, unchanged, unaltered.

Well, shit, what have I revealed now?