Being a writer and a believer that this is not all there is, that life does not end here, has brought me to question why I believe this.
I, like I am sure most all of you, have heard many times, that everything that is written or said has happened before in some other life. Which brings me to ask, what good is a premise without a conclusion? The great fiction writers write what they know, that is what makes what they write so believable. On that there is little or no argument, and quite understandably obvious when reading novels about subjects dealing with everyday life, now and in the past. But what about those writers who write about future times and worlds that don’t exist to our knowledge? Almost every schoolchild has read, will read, or heard the stories of HG Wells and Jules Verne. Stories, when written, were thought to be complete and utter fantasy, yet have or are becoming realities in this future life time.
It is believed by some, that the force which makes us what we are is our soul. And there are believed to be both old and new souls… old souls varying from almost new, to very, very old, possibly, ancient souls. This could mean that your soul is brand new, first time out, or one that has led past lives in one form or another. Which may explain where the ideas writers come up with for stories come from… past experiences… experiences from a past life—But what of the story ideas from the future?
Perhaps the soul’s journey isn’t just a one-way trip. Maybe the soul travels backward as well as forward in time. The reason we are able to write about subjects and things no one living today could possibly have experienced or known about. Why writers write what they know. Old souls have a lot of experience; writers with old souls are able to draw on those experiences, both from the past and future, when spinning their tales. Those with new soles have fewer experiences and are therefore more limited in what they write about. Maybe that’s why everyone isn’t good at making up stories.
If everything that is written has been written before and if writers write what they know, then it follows that all that happens has happened before.
Once again, I seem to have ended up where I began.