I just don’t get it…

I’ve been… stuck… this week.  I’ve gotten very little writing done.  I just can’t seem to focus but I’m not sure why.  I want to write, but it seems that all I do is stare at the screen.  I can’t even seem to focus on paper, which is one of my tried and true ways around writer’s block.

At first I though that the problem might be that this book isn’t the one I want to be writing.  The events in this book are important in later books, especially regarding character development, but I seem to have lost my plot.

That’s not really the problem, though.  I’ve lost plots before and muddled through until I found them again.  In fact, I usually enjoy the search for the lost plot.

So, I thought that maybe it was the character, that this isn’t the character I want to focus on right now.

But I don’t think that that’s quite the problem either, although it’s getting closer.

I think that a large part of the problem is what I’m writing.  I’m writing about bullying, and having never experienced it I’m having trouble getting into the mindset of it.

I’m not having trouble connecting with the victim – it’s the ones that are doing the bullying that I’m having trouble with.

Granted, I don’t really need to be inside their heads or sympathize with them at all, but I do need to understand why, and…

I don’t.

I don’t get it.

I don’t understand why they are bullying Senzu just because she is different.

I understand that she is not human, that her race was created during the Wizard Wars, and that they do not mingle with humans so they are not something the average person is familiar with.

I understand the concept of “other” but what I don’t understand is why “other” equals “less than.”

And because of that I’m having a really hard time with the antagonists in this story. 

I can more or less understand the other antagonists in the series – the bad guys for the over-arching plot.  They are all about power – either wanting it or fearing those that have it.

But this…

I just don’t get it.  I don’t get prejudice or being afraid of something because it is different and unknown.

Come to think of it, that’s going to be a problem, as prejudice and fearing and hating things that you don’t understand are recurring themes in the series.

Looks like I have some research to do…

But I still don’t think I’ll ever “get it.”


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2 responses to “I just don’t get it…

  1. Feather Stone

    Interesting self analysis on identifying your challenge in moving ahead on your writing project. I can relate to difficulty in getting the words down on paper when certain issues (maybe unresolved stuff) are perhaps too close to the heart. Regarding bullying, I can relate. I was bullied, but so are many others during early school years. I was the quiet girl, taller than even the boys, terribly shy and introverted. Bullying during school years is much the same as people being hostile in their adult life towards a specific person or group. I believe it basically boils down to fear of what they don’t understand. As a quiet child, the rest of the kids didn’t understand me, thought I was odd and it made them uncomfortable. The bully is not necessarily a bad person. Perhaps they lack courage or have no strong role models in their parents or peers. Unchecked, though, we have seen what bullying can lead to. I survived the bullying when one day I’d had enough and fought back – and won. We were fine after that.

    • Hmm… You’ve opened another question. Why do some kids who get bullied come through it stronger and others can’t cope and end up trying (and sometime succeeding) in taking their own lives?

      I’m surprised that I wasn’t bullied, actually. I was a quiet kid who preferred books to my peers, and until I was in high school I was the only person I knew whose parents were divorced. (Early/mid sixties in small towns. Divorce just wasn’t done!) Or maybe I was and was just so wrapped up in my own world that I just ignored it and don’t remember it?

      Anyhow, thanks for stopping by and adding a different perspective on bullies not necessarily being bad people. I don’t know if the kids involved will ever actually be friends with the FMC, but maybe they can learn tolerance.

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