Planning Utopia
The other morning I had a brilliant idea
for a YA series. One not set in a dystopia
but for a change, a utopia.
It would be perfect: social theory
and adventure at the same time.
I started planning, gleeful at the rich
plots I could weave.
On the stairs to work, I hit my first snag.
How could a utopia not be full of
vegetarians? But then wouldn’t the
omnivores cry foul? But then, even
worse, from a demographics point of view,
wouldn’t a utopia be full of vegans?
In a perfect world, would we still make
animals serve us? And suddenly,
in my head, I was at Fruitlands
with the Alcotts and their friends,
living on apples and dreams.
So, dilemma: I could make the
vegetarians happy, or the vegans
or the omnivores, but not all at once.
And that, I thought, was that. The end.
But, wait! I thought. In a utopia,
people would
agree to disagree!
They would
respect people’s choices!
Could I? Would I be so bold as to create
a world where people let other people
live as they please without judging them?
That’s why it’s called fiction!
It’s imaginary! It’s not a real world.
I could do it! It would even be fantasy!
But wait.
Even if I create a perfect imaginary world,
Where people don’t judge others,
And the credo is “as long as your actions don’t
impact another, live and let live.” Where
crime, greed, jealousy, and vice are
eliminated, I’d have to sell the book.
And someone, somewhere, would say
I am a blood mouth or, alternately,
A left-wing-socialist-tree-hugging-feminazi.
With. An. Agenda.
And I wonder, would it be worth the time
to write a book in which people are kind,
and just, and fair, and non-judgmental, or
would I find, that there is no market for it,
even as fiction?
Because really, fiction, even fantasy
can only be so fantastic.
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This took a turn I wasn't expecting, but write and post is my motto this month. One of the fun things of NaPoWriMo!
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