In a book called ‘Instant Analysis’ by David J. Lieberman, in a chapter about people who have recurring fantasies of being a hero, and saving everyone from life threatening emergencies, this sentence made me stop and pause:
“Adults who feel neglected or shortchanged … may often retreat to their imagination.”
For some reason, I thought of fiction writers, caught in a feedback loop, unable to escape, creating ever more elaborate tales about heroes and their deeds, but no one noticing, or reviewing, or commenting …
… as they howl into the void …
Can’t think why.