Have you ever been so angry you saw red?
I have, just two nights ago. I wanted to reach through the phone, the monitor and shake the person who had taken advantage of me. Since I’m not given to violent outbursts, though, I was stuck which meant I wasn’t able to do anything other than be slightly snarky in an email.
The anger remained for a few hours, however.
I’ve learned to release anger because keeping it close can only hurt me. Writing has always been a great way for me to work through something, be it confusion, sadness, or a host of other emotions.
A strange thing occurred to me, though. I can’t write anger. Oh, my characters get angry. What human being doesn’t? But I realized I’ve never been able to channel anger like I can joy.
Maybe I should practice.
I read somewhere that fear and anger are the two most powerful emotions. They have a tendency to take over a scene. You don’t see the characters as much as the anger. Plus, and here’s the truly odd part – when I’m writing a dinner scene I get hungry. When I write a sad scene, I cry. I wonder if the reason I don’t write anger that often is because I don’t want to be angry.
Or maybe it’s because I want to entertain readers and anger isn’t all that entertaining.
Are you affected by anger in a book? Does reading about anger make you angry?