It's really hard to portray love. It's glaringly obvious when it's done terribly. As someone trying to be an author, a published author, who's making love a prominent theme in his story, portraying such a bond is a daunting prospect. I keep thinking about the stilted dialogue between Anakin and Padme from Episode III. "You're so beautiful." "It's only because I'm so in love." I died right there.
The love I'm trying to get across in the novel is not necessarily between a man and a woman. It's between brothers, or between a man and his obsessions. Even that kind of love is tricky and can seem forced, or cliche. I'm especially wary of that last word. Cliche.
Because love as a theme in any novel is cliche right? Everyone loves, and somehow everyone is motivated by some kind of love. Every character, I mean. Think about The Road's main character, The Man. He loved his son powerfully. He wasn't going to let go of him. So he walks in a postapocalyptic world amidst threats to his life on every side, human and non-human. Or East of Eden's Trask Family. Adam Trask was powered by a deeply delusional love for his wife. This enabled the plot to move him towards the Salinas Valley, without which the novel's other themes would never come to light. The word timshel would mean nothing without the crazy adoration of Adam Trask.
Each instance was developed beautifully, but over the course of the novel. We see The Man worrying and caring for his son each night by candlelight. Adam Trask agonizes in the shadows of his home and his soul over the devil he married. He does this for almost half the book!
I think the one thing that's saving my mind from going ballistic over this love crap is the Harry Potter series. Say what you will of the writing - she uses "he said" and "she said" multiple times in one paragraph!!! HOW?! - but the woman is a brilliant storyteller, no doubt. And love is THE central concept of the entire series. None of Harry's story would exist without love. And she developed that over a slow, slow burn of seven books that nigh everyone loved. Except some New York critic looking to make a splash by being the one dark soul hell-bent on nitpicking.
Looking at her, I find a ton of inspiration. A few months back, I was convinced by my mother that writing to her would be a good idea. So I wrote a really neurotic letter with bad jokes, sent it, and got a reply only a couple of weeks later. No, she didn't read it. But her assistant did, and she was so incredibly nice. I'm glad my inspiration didn't turn out to be a bitch. This non-bitchiness only reaffirmed my belief that if I just stick to what I've got going in my head, I'll turn out alright.
So, here's a question to you, whoever reads this. What love scene has inspired you? Or made you think, "That's so true!" It can be from a movie or a novel, so long as it's a love scene that has inspired you, left you with your heart aflutter and your mind racing down memory lane. You can leave any comments below. Until next time then.