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catfightlover40
My only take on the last paragraph, but it also has been a staple, that I do invite readers for this very reason to incite a discussion (at least on my own work). I've read stories where a lot of emphasis is being put on sexualizing the character (which is understandable as this is a sexual fetish) without going much into pesky details, like motivations, character background and the like. In one recent one I've read the fight was already on in the second paragraph and the first was a short one. Compared to those, King's seems to be a work of write about the things you know and to some detail the characters too are based on existing humans. This is to say I oppose the idea that they're merely characters. I guess what I'm trying to say is that where Bella Swan and Anastasia Steele are characters, in that they belong to the human race, King's creations are more akin to carbon copies who could leap off pages.
I think we can agree that there's a difference between boiling down more fleshed out characters to serve a focus but still show glimpses that they could exist in any other story, and a story where characters are either thinly guised author avatars or plot points disguised as characters to serve a conflict. Actually, as I watched the Liam Neeson movie about Mark Felt, I do need to make one correction. Trust fund kids of anarchy of the era, like Patty Hearst and the members of Weather Underground were more contrarian than anti-establishment and in that sense, less hypocritical, they were also the ones who transformed from hippies into yuppies (and yes, I'm of course keenly aware that hippies were pacifist, non-radicals, not anarchists).
There's a chance to toy with the idea, how in a new generation of interconnectedness, narcissists already helped by social media can set their own trends on what values are, against which Maggie is one of the last gatekeepers. I'm a proponent of more elaborated stories, because, even if for a short time, the even more sexual porn had stories, intricate plots, the giallos of Italy, the sex comedies of Austria, Germany, Sweden, and of course America with its own Deep Throat or Debbie does Dallas.
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