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Crying Over You: Why it’s OK to grieve over fictional characters

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” I try to make the readers feel they’ve lived the events of the book. Just as you grieve if a friend is killed, you should grieve if a fictional character is killed. You should care. If somebody dies and you just go get more popcorn, it’s a superficial experience isn’t it?”

~George R. R. Martin, author of the “Game of Thrones” novels

I remember as a child reading the classic novel “Little Womenwhich is still one of my favorites.  I always got choked up when dear, quiet, loving little Beth dies.  Beth, with her gentle nature and love for playing the piano, reminded me of one of my older sisters, so it was doubly painful.  Why, I asked myself, did favorite characters–especially characters as nice and good as Beth–have to die??

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Of course, I later realized if nothing dramatic happened in stories–no unexpected plot twists, no angst-filled characters, no opportunities for the surviving people within the stories to grieve, rage, seek revenge, to grow from their tragic experiences–we’d find such books and films and television shows considerably less compelling, wouldn’t we?

Still. It hurts. Especially if and when we feel the writers do not play fair with the characters.

I am not here to discuss the perceived bad choices and rather preposterous storylines given us by some of the writers for RA’s projects–I believe most of you know where I stand on that subject and that’s really for another post.

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This post is to say that it’s perfectly OK to feel shock, horror, anger, grief over the death of a character you have come to love and feel a distinct connection to, be it in a novel or film or television show.

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You’re not crazy, actually. You are reacting to the writing and to how the actor has crafted his role. When someone like Louisa May Alcott writes so delightfully of four sisters with distinct personalities and their faults and foibles, characters to whom you find yourself relating on various levels, it would be very difficult not to care and to invest yourself emotionally in their wellbeing.

When an actor such as Richard Armitage puts his heart and soul, along with his keen intelligence, into creating a character, flawed and very much human, yet still someone we can love and admire and respect–how can we not feel moved at the very thought of losing them, never mind watching it unfold onscreen before us ?  Yes, our hearts break a bit. We are sad. We cry. We’re human, too.

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And while I admit I don’t even want to contemplate it, I know the screen death of yet another character is going to take place. And I really do dread it.  Even thought it’s a year-and-a-half away, I dread it.

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I know I will grieve, that my grief will be shared by many around the world. And I know that it’s OK, no matter what some might say.

As Martin says, “You should grieve. You should care.”

And if you’re like me, you know they really haven’t died. No, they’ve been Loved Into Being, just like that velveteen rabbit in the children’s story, gaining So Not Dead status and going on to further adventures and greater glories. Living on in our fanfiction, fanvids, fanart, on our forums, in our blogs–and most of all, in our hearts.

Even so, it’s still perfectly OK to shed a few tears–or a lot of them–to go through Kleenexes and curl up in bed and have a good old crying jag, if you must.  In a way, it’s a true homage to the writers and actors who gave us these characters in the first place.

Long live the So Not Dead Present and Future–may they continue to bring joy and pleasure, beauty and laughter and heady adventure into our lives.

Sometimes, they even end up hanging out in your den eating brownies and getting milk mustaches. I swear . . .

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No foolin’–they are all SND (So Not Dead)

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It’s TPTB that are foolish, thinking they can kill off our favorite ChaRActers with a stroke of their poisoned pens (or keyboards, as it were).  Their CReAtor has breathed life into these fellows, giving them breadth and depth, hearts and souls, and they outlive whatever heinous plans and dubious plotlines shoved at them.  Long live the So Not Dead, who have been Loved into Being by their many admirers.  Long may they continue to delight and dazzle us with their adventures.

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I’d include more artwork including Capt. Ian, but WP is playing an April Fool’s joke on me, it seems. 😉

So Not Dead Guy: It’s good to be Loved Into Being

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One of the great things about being So Not Dead is you never get ill. No colds, no tummy troubles, no sore muscles from over-use, no splitting headaches from dealing with that pesky voyeur Forest Boy.  And you can eat all the chocolate ice cream and gooey brownies that you want to and never gain an ounce on your long, lean, muscular frame. *sigh*

Sir Guy loves being SND.  And we love Sir Guy, our Hot Velveteen Henchman, don’t we? Yes, we do.

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It’s great to be able to service visit all the lovely ladies around the world who admire me. They appreciate my–stamina.

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I still enjoy a good dried plum, but I confess decadent chocolate ice cream and hot fudge sundaes are much more fun. Whipped cream, anyone?

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Chocolate Chip Ice Cream (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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And I have a very generous nature. Ladywriter also likes to give me gifts–the latest Lancome mascara, new eye pencils, black leather trousers, hair product–I think she likes for me to look my best. *smirks* I hope you do, too.

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OK, I am still a bit touchy over certain subjects. I have been working on my anger management issues. Still, you wouldn’t want me to be too much of a goody-two-shoes, now, would you?? *broad smirk and raised brow*

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I am always happy to come and grace your dreams, you know. I’d like them to be happier than some of mine have been.

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Everyone seems to like this particular image of me.  And really–what’s not to like? *devilish grin*  Happy Guyday Friday, everyone!

Buttered pecan and Guy: a great combination

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“Is it my day yet?”

She looks up from her laptop. “Darling, you can tell time now that you are SND. What do you think?”

A furrowed brow. “Hmmmm. Judging by that clock by the bed–it is not.”

“That’s right. We have several hours to go.”  She gives him a sidelong glance, a smile playing about her lips. “Of course, there is the possibility that I shall post a little early.”

A pair of kohl-rimmed blue eyes brighten as he tilts his dark head to one side. “Really?”

She shakes her blonde head and expels a soft sigh. “It’s not as if I haven’t done it before, you big lug.”

A smirk and a raised brow. “Chiding me affectionately again, are you, my lady?”

A shrug of her shoulders. “I have to tease you, Sir Guy. You are so–teasable, dearest dark knight. Friends do tease one another, after all.”

It is Sir Guy who sighs this time, rubbing the bridge of his aquiline nose. “I suppose I am still getting used to having–friends. People who like–me and aren’t just–using me for their own ends.” His voice is a bit gruff.

“Oh, Guy.” Ladywriter says softly and reaches out her hand to him. Clasping his broad hand in her smaller one, she presses a kiss to the back of it. “You have ever so many friends who adore you now, including a certain SND cat.” She frowned a little and glanced around the room. “Speaking of–”
Sir Guy drawls: “Oh, Puddie is catching up on her beauty sleep. I told her she was quite beautiful enough but she insisted.” He returns the favor and presses his lips (always so very soft) to LW’s hand for a kiss.

Ladywriter smiles, “Ever the diva, our Puddie.” She turns back to her computer. “I need to finish this up. Don’t suppose you’d be interested in bringing me a bowl of buttered pecan ice cream?” Ladywriter queries n a casual tone, keeping her eyes on the computer screen.

“Blue Bell?”

“Uhmmmm-hmmmm.” She cuts him another quick glance. “Get yourself a bowl whilst you are at it, of course. It’s quite delicious.”

“I’ll be back in–what is it you say?–a jiffy!” For such a large man he really can move amazingly fast.  Such is the enduring allure of Blue Bell ice cream . . . and of the quite yummy SND knight who craves it.

Ladywriter is feeling as if she might fall asleep earlier tonight, although it may just be wishful thinking. She is certainly yawning very enthusiastically.  Wherever you are, whatever time of day or day it may be, Happy Guyday Friday, my dears.