Truth be told

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Truthfully this peanut butter cup was my dessert this evening.

The end of my novel is starting to coalesce in the prepping of the last big showdown. Will this character do the right thing or won't they.... Or for this author, more is the query: How will said character react to an unbelievable truth?

Some realities are easier to acknowledge than others. Part of writing this story is juxtaposing what seems possible with what is wholly improbable. Love smooths the way for skeptical minds, so does faith. At this Christmas time of year, faith is preeminent alongside a fable that appeals especially to children, but carries far into our culture regardless of faith or skepticism. Jesus and Santa fill hearts and minds in December, but I skipped over Christmas in my book, already enough to consider.

Fiction is a flexible thing; truth can be bent, broken, put back together. Truth is fluid, or it's the steel backbone supporting the entire plot. Truth between my characters has become a breaking point, also a manner to reunite. I didn't mean for this novel to end in this exact manner, but a surprise character introduced early on has become an anchor, while another character had been larger in my mind than in the current story. The truth of this tale is that love matters more than the differences which divide people. And that a human being is a human being is a human being. Even if they possess an alternate viewpoint from the majority. Or come from a different planet. 

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