Well, maybe not dependant, but at least most things we do are aimed at an audience.
Think about it. We expend huge amounts of energy on becoming better at our jobs, our hobbies, our skills....most of which is aimed either consciously or unconsciously at impressing an audience of some kind.
If we become better at our jobs, we stand to gain a greater reward. In this case we are trying to impress the boss. In our hobbies we strive to please other people. Why would you write, paint, direct or sing unless at the end of the day you were trying to seek an audience to appreciate it. I'm sure there are people out there now muttering that performing said task could be done for one's own benefit, but that's still an audience of one, and let's face it, do you really want to create a piece of art and then stuff it in a cupboard for no one else to see - ever?
So much of what we do is aimed at an audience. Going out somewhere? Dress to impress! Got friends coming over? Tidy the house or what will said friends think? Going out on a date? Best come out with your best one liners. Dropping the kids to school? Best make sure they're looking their best.
Even some solitary experiences are probably done in the hope of entertaining some future audience. Say I watch a good film or read a good book; I'll want to talk about it to someone at some point. Same goes for computer games.
As so much of what we do is geared towards an audience, it's not surprising we can falter from time to time and succumb to feelings of anxiety and self doubt. Especially when it comes to expressing yourself.
On a bit of a side note, I was thinking the other day that if the creator of our universe was some unseen author, the only way said author could enter our universe would be through a sort of avatar declaring that he or she was our Creator.
Take my story universe for example. I was toying with the idea of writing a scene in which one of my recurring characters, Roxanne Helens, an author in disgrace, is sat with her agent one day who tells her there's a man in the waiting room out side the office claiming to be the original author of all Roxy's work. She storms out to confront the man, who is sat down on some faux leather seat, flicking through an old copy of Time magazine.
He looks up at her and says hello. She demands to know who he is and he replies, why I'm Sean Z P Harris, the creator of your stories....and universe.
I have now entered my own story world. Not physically, but via an avatar of my choosing.
With this in mind, if the author of our universe decided to drop in, who would he/she come as?
Also, if we are a creation of some mystic author, who is their audience?
Just a thought.
Think about it. We expend huge amounts of energy on becoming better at our jobs, our hobbies, our skills....most of which is aimed either consciously or unconsciously at impressing an audience of some kind.
If we become better at our jobs, we stand to gain a greater reward. In this case we are trying to impress the boss. In our hobbies we strive to please other people. Why would you write, paint, direct or sing unless at the end of the day you were trying to seek an audience to appreciate it. I'm sure there are people out there now muttering that performing said task could be done for one's own benefit, but that's still an audience of one, and let's face it, do you really want to create a piece of art and then stuff it in a cupboard for no one else to see - ever?
So much of what we do is aimed at an audience. Going out somewhere? Dress to impress! Got friends coming over? Tidy the house or what will said friends think? Going out on a date? Best come out with your best one liners. Dropping the kids to school? Best make sure they're looking their best.
Even some solitary experiences are probably done in the hope of entertaining some future audience. Say I watch a good film or read a good book; I'll want to talk about it to someone at some point. Same goes for computer games.
As so much of what we do is geared towards an audience, it's not surprising we can falter from time to time and succumb to feelings of anxiety and self doubt. Especially when it comes to expressing yourself.
On a bit of a side note, I was thinking the other day that if the creator of our universe was some unseen author, the only way said author could enter our universe would be through a sort of avatar declaring that he or she was our Creator.
Take my story universe for example. I was toying with the idea of writing a scene in which one of my recurring characters, Roxanne Helens, an author in disgrace, is sat with her agent one day who tells her there's a man in the waiting room out side the office claiming to be the original author of all Roxy's work. She storms out to confront the man, who is sat down on some faux leather seat, flicking through an old copy of Time magazine.
He looks up at her and says hello. She demands to know who he is and he replies, why I'm Sean Z P Harris, the creator of your stories....and universe.
I have now entered my own story world. Not physically, but via an avatar of my choosing.
With this in mind, if the author of our universe decided to drop in, who would he/she come as?
Also, if we are a creation of some mystic author, who is their audience?
Just a thought.
