[ SECRET POST #2064 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #2064 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

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Comments

[gethenian]

I don't think you're doing it wrong... or if you are, I am, too. I've only found two characters I truly "identify with." Two. In the entirety of fiction. In 28 years of being an obsessively avid excapist, shall we say. Other characters... I LIKE them. Sometimes I feel a sense that I UNDERSTAND them more than usually well... like, I totally grok their muse, you know? But identify with? As in, seeing myself reflected in someone else's world? Just twice, in Pierre Gringoire from Notre Dame de Paris by Victor Hugo, and Judah Low from Iron Council by China Mieville.

Identifying with is different than sympathizing or empathizing with a character, I've always thought. Identifying with a character is more like... you have this revelation that once upon a time, someone, somewhere, had the ability to understand things about you that are so essential to who you are, so deeply ingrained into the fabric of your identity, you can't describe them or turn them into a list of virtues and vices and qualities and opinions. You can try, yes, and you can even get a pretty good approximation if you're thorough and thoughtful about it, but even then, people are so very rarely that honest with themselves, much less with other people, that's a difficult thing to do and harder still to share. Identifying with a character is when someone else has already done all of that for you and shown you who you'd be if you lived in another world.

In my case, I would either [spoilers] abandon my wife to rape and death in order to run away with her pet goat and spend my life writing allegorical plays and poems, or I would create a golem made of TIME ITSELF in order to immortalize an IDEA, killing hundreds in the process and dooming thousands more to remain bound and motionless in a single moment until the end of the world, and then get unceremoniously shot by a hooker.

...yeah, if we're honest, I'm not a particularly stable person. But at least I don't halfass it. XD