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butterflyI know the difference between reality and fiction. And that allows me to completely emerge myself in fiction, allowing myself to forget reality.
I know that Justin and Lance aren't having sex.
When I'm writing, they are having sex, in my head. Only in my head. But to write something, I have to believe in it fully for as long as I'm writing.
In part, that's probably why I'm having a hard time writing Smallville. It has too many inconsistencies, like the weather. I had the same problem with Gilmore Girls, actually.
Sunnydale may not be a real world, but it's a truthful one, to steal a phrase from the Moulin Rouge commentary. It feels like Joss is just showing us characters in a real, 3-D world.
Smallville feels contrived in a way that Buffy never has to me. A way that has nothing to do with plots and everything to do with making me see every character's humanity. Can you imagine Smallville pulling a Jonathon on us?
I know that Justin and Lance aren't having sex.
When I'm writing, they are having sex, in my head. Only in my head. But to write something, I have to believe in it fully for as long as I'm writing.
In part, that's probably why I'm having a hard time writing Smallville. It has too many inconsistencies, like the weather. I had the same problem with Gilmore Girls, actually.
Sunnydale may not be a real world, but it's a truthful one, to steal a phrase from the Moulin Rouge commentary. It feels like Joss is just showing us characters in a real, 3-D world.
Smallville feels contrived in a way that Buffy never has to me. A way that has nothing to do with plots and everything to do with making me see every character's humanity. Can you imagine Smallville pulling a Jonathon on us?
