For years, I’ve liked the sad stories.
For instance, I’m fascinated by stories from the Holocaust. I liked reading Corrie ten Boom, Elie Wiesel, and Anne Frank.
In the Bible, I enjoyed David’s stories with his friend, Jonathan, his wife, Bathsheba, and his son, Absalom, all sad.
When I wrote my story for NaNoWriMo, the main character didn’t end well. And that story arch foreshadowed a lot of the elements I’ve enjoyed lately in Breaking Bad, which is premised on turning the protagonist into the antagonist over the course of five seasons on TV.
I’ve known for years that I’m drawn to these stories. Only recently have I started to realize why.
I think I’m drawn to these stories, the sad ones, because they feel more real.
