I have about half-a-dozen beginnings to novels, stashed away in various places, in notebooks and files on my PC. I used to half-imagine that I would write a book someday and have it published privately, for limited circulation. I used to day-dream about where the various stories would go, and I wrote great chunks of my books in my head that have never been written down on paper. My characters were like friends to me, and I mapped out the entire lives of some of them. Folk seemed to think that I had a bit of a way with words and they liked my stuff. Now, I don't write any more. Every time I get the notion to start again, I think of all the novels in the world, and all the hours that mankind spends reading fiction, and really, is that good for them? For unbelievers, fiction is just another distraction which keeps them from thinking about God, sin, and the undying soul - except perhaps in a philosophical way, safely removed from reality in a made-up world. For believers, it takes away from time that could be spent reading the Bible or ministry of the word. Do I really want to add yet another book to that vast collection? In the end, I always come the conclusion that it would be wrong for me to add to that. I thought of writing Christian fiction, but even when I tried that, it didn't seem like a useful exercise. No-one reading what I wrote would really be edified - not as much as if they read the scriptures or ministry. I'm not passing judgement on you,
@Izabella the Angel, absolutely not! Everyone is different, this is just my own personal feeling. I should add that I've devoured plenty of novels in the past - I was a voracious reader as a kid, never away from the library. I understand that believers read novels, and I'd suggest that there are worse ways to spend our time than that, though there are undoubtedly better ways - and that's a test for me. I would also agree with what's been said already on the thread, that we need to be careful about what we open up our minds to. My fiction ideas went down some dark and strange roads, and it raises some difficult questions. For example, how far do you go in portraying an evil character? What kind of deeds or words do you really want to record on a page? There's enough unspeakable evil in the world without putting down more on the pages of fiction, even if you are putting it down in order to shine a light on it and expose it. It's hard to know where the line is between that and glamorising evil, turning your character into a likeable villain. It would require an immense amount of skill and wisdom to avoid that, and there's only one book I've ever read which really shows evil for what it is: the Bible. The scriptures show us evil in all its forms in a way that's not the least bit romantic, mysterious, attractive. When we read of evil in the scriptures, there's no shades of grey, no moral relativism. Evil is quite simply there, in the space between the fall from grace of Lucifer and his final consignment to hell, along with his angels and all men who rejected the Saviour. It is repugnant to God, contaminating, vile, subtle, something which has a terminus, an end in final banishment from the moral universe. No view of evil can be as clear-sighted as the divine one, and no portrayal of evil can be as accurate as in the Word. We need to be clear-sighted regarding evil, and we need to be careful about muddying the waters, bearing in mind the unbeliever and the weak brother. Words are powerful, and even what I write here might have an unintended effect, so I need to be careful and wise about what I put down "on paper", so to speak.