One day I was discussing creativity and imagination with a few friends. It could have been one friend since drinking was involved. It was a very philosophical conversation that resulted in an interesting idea about fiction authors. We’ll see how much sense this makes by the end.
First, we discussed the possibility of other worlds and dimensions where the things we believe are fiction really exist. This boils down to the fact that you can’t prove such things don’t exist because it’s impossible to go there. At least in this life, but that’s part of an adjacent idea that we got into.
The next part of the idea involved the possibility that an author writes the stories of other worlds. We used the term ‘dimensional receivers’ for authors during this conversation because that was how it sounded to us. For example, Windemere really exists and my mind is on the same frequency, so I get visions of the events. Of course, translated through a unique mental filter in my brain to make sure I understand. The strength of the connection can also determine how quickly an author ‘creates’ new books and how many series can be in one world. It’s a rather simple idea that has no basis in reality, but it’s fun to think about if you’ve ever wondered how a person came up with something.
At one point, we revisited this idea when slightly more sober and moody. We got into a discussion about the afterlife from a non-religious point of view. In other words . . . I’m not really sure how to explain it. Eventually, I returned to the dimensional receiver idea and made a bold suggestion. The fantasy world I’m writing and forging in my mind is where I’ll go at the end. No whatever Jews have, which I wouldn’t be getting into anyway because I’m about as religious as a pet rock. My entire time here, I’m to enjoy my life and let this joy forge where my spirit sits for eternity. Maybe the people who I’ve met that don’t have a world like this get to come along or one gets to choose the other dimension they go off to. Now I’m just rambling, but this is a very strange idea that comes up between me and friends sometimes. Thought I’d throw this out there and see the chaos that ensues.