Writing and Doomsday Anxiety
I envy all dystopian fiction writers.
In many ways, I think a lot like them.
In the weeks leading up to election day, I have been spending an increasing amount of time thinking about the demise of human civilization, and of the countless roads that could lead us to extinction.
A new U.S. Civil War escalating into a global nuclear conflict. Worst-case-scenario global warming followed by worldwide anarchy. Some random AI startup triggering an uprising of robots. You know — the usual stuff.
For a dystopian fiction writer, this would be an excellent mood to write. Instead of paranoia, I could call it brainstorming.
Every time I tried the genre, though, something felt off. I found myself constantly slipping into non-fiction. Maybe I should give journalism another try.