When I thought H, the first line of Pink Floyd's Comfortably Numb came to mind. "Hello. Is there anybody in there?" and the song has been playing in my mind ever since. The clip below is long, but so worth it. The lyrics are genius, and the guitar playing is stellar. I had the pleasure of seeing them in concert in the late 80s, but that was before anyone came up with the idea of giant flat screens for the people in the cheap seats.
The MC in two of my novels have problems connecting to people. The difficulty in writing their stories is going to that place, that dark place where the door can close behind you while you're not looking and trap you inside. And it's hard to type while you're crying.
It's equally difficult to get people to like your MC when they roam in that dark and twisty place no one wants to visit.
"I can't explain.
You would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb."
My MCs are uncomfortably numb, unable to connect, not themselves, not the people they want to be. Both are lost in different ways, for different reasons, and can't easily find their way out of it to a happier, more normal place. I'm working hard to find a way for readers to connect and empathize. I think I'm close.
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