And no, not just the JK Rowling kind.
Watching her bullshit unfold since... forever has always been hard. Being the friendly autist I am, I never understood the logic of her saying a character was gay post-posthumously without making his journey matter after his death OR just stating his as an explicit part of his expression. Seriously. If Harry and none of the other characters know Dumbledore is gay, does it matter?
I see everything in a really black and white way, though, I get that the logic of a text isn't the end all, be all for everyone.
But I get in a more nuerodiverse lens, that even "knowing" he's gay meant something to people, even if JK was clearly just using it as a ploy and bait to make people love and listen to her more; to lengthen her fame.
Because maybe she knew all along that past Harry Potter, she didn't have much to keep people interested. That could be the spiteful, bitter bitch in me, but hey. She lost my respect awhile ago so I have no qualms about sniping her for her poor opinions and mistreatment of people.
But this isn't about JK Rowling. Pardon my brain. This is about the Chosen One, and he's dead.
I've always run into that concept as a sci-fi fantasy fan, that someone was some prophetic "chosen" person, and hated it. It pushes people into these roles and ideals that they can't run from, and they have to cope or die. And since it's a book and dying normally isn't an option (not unless it's the end) they just figure it out.
And while figuring it out, at least they normally learn some shit, but the reluctant hero is more compelling to me. Normally they have the skills to do the job, they just aren't sold on doing it. But a chosen one? These poor children are trapped and told they are going to save the world, good luck. Luckily they do "figure it out" but after all that pressure, who would blame them if they didn't?
That's what I want to write about. The chosen one that doesn't win, the one that crumbles under pressure, and what happens after. Because assuming everyone has to rise up to the challenge, even when they don't want to or may not be ready, is a mess of a message in a world where pressures and expectations literally gets people killed.
And even better, I wanted someone who WANTED to be a hero, who was told they couldn't because X, Y, Z reasons.
So was born the idea of a younger sister taking up the quest after her older brother, the chosen one, failed.
Let's see where it goes.
Oh and hey, hi. Nice to be back to blogging.