Nearly all the stories I've written lately have been about people living under a totalitarian regime or a dictatorial rule or in downright slavery - and fighting for their freedom. Last night, my husband sat me down, brought this up and asked, "Is there something we need to talk about?" :D
Well, no. But yes, he's right, and I've been wondering for a while
now - why this obsession with freedom? I see the same theme
everywhere, including what I read, what I watch, what I hear. For
example, I hear an album for the first time, and the songs I
remember afterwards are the ones about freedom.
Yes, freedom is important to me - but isn't it to everyone? And is that
why it has - without me making any conscious decisions about it - become
an underlying theme or subject in so much of what I do? Of course, it
is a theme that can be explored endlessly, not only as being free (from,
say, slavery - or from pain, something that in one of my stories stems from personal experience), but in terms of freedom of speech; freedom to be who you
are, to think and dream and write as you will; freedom to make your own choices and not be judged for them...