Broken Stories and the Goodness of God
All I know is the broken. That's all that makes sense to me. It's not a pleasant thought, but there it is. And along with that thought come the words of the Mumford & Sons song Roll Away Your Stone . Darkness is a harsh term don’t you think? And yet it dominates the things I see. I realize this when I get quiet enough and still enough to look inside my own soul. I'm realizing it again as I work on writing stories, pushing at new characters to see how they respond, digging deep into backstories to find what makes them how they are. I like writing stories; it helps me understand the real world around me better. But I don't like what I find as I search for deeper connections, for motives and stories. I knew good characters are broken at points, but they are broken all the way back, and the further I go, the more there is deeply wrong with them. Because it's what makes sense. I don't like finding these things about my characters. It's bad enough that