As I re-work draft one of my novel and wrangle it into a readable story, I’m re-imagining the enemy as a dragon.
I always think of dragons as good and had a hard time thinking of them as evil. But then, they represent chaos, and chaos and I have always danced quite close.
Writing compelling evil in a fantasy is much harder than I thought. The idea is, it’s a fantasy- do we really want to explore all the atrocities humans are capable of, when we read a fantasy?
Of course, I say this in the era of A Game of Thrones. But how much do I want to explore the evils of life, how much do I want to break my reader’s hearts, or mess with their trust, the way George R. R. Martin does?
How much evil has to be done, to get the point across? That’s the question for any story, I guess.
That’s also the question for life. How much evil has to be done, before we wake up?
I guess that’s why we write stories- to find the answers to questions such as these.