There is a freedom that comes in recognition and admission that nearly all one’s ever made or written is a fiction. With embracement of the fact, gone is burden and bound of happened truth.
Free is possibility. A story is not fixed from beginning but is free to be and shape into whatever it becomes. Nothing is owed. There is no debt. A story is not written or made for only one, to be accepted or rejection (and with it, us), but left in open and offer to any and all who might seek and give time to its telling and write.
We are not the character. We are not convicted for their vices nor held to the burden of embodied virtues and ideals. We remain the good, imperfect, and fallible human that we are.
Still, by writing and creation of story we find method for purgation of our worst—catharsis from what exists but is repressed; what, harbored, we wish to rid—and, too, an elevation of spirit and hope as we focus and explain the greater virtues for which we aim to attain and one day embody.
There is a freedom that comes in admission of this truth; and so I write in liberty of my fictions, unbound, to the infinite of imagined possibilities.