In Medias Res
© 2020
Each writer has their own unique narrative presentation.
Some choose to craft the opening scene with flowery and overwhelming descriptive language to detail what the story is all about.
Some start with a song, or a quote to kick off one beautiful tale.
And some choose to just drop their readers in the middle of things and of action and let them witness how the story progresses.
As cliché as this might sound, every human is a writer; a writer of their own story, and a contributor to the ones around them.
In real life, we don't arrive at Earth and be welcomed with poetic vocabulary or our lives do not start with a song lyric or a quote from a famous book. We always, always find ourselves in the middle of all things.
In the middle of a petty decision to eat breakfast or not.
In the middle of failing and passing our classes.
In the middle of picking what song to listen to on a bus ride on the way home.
In the middle of gaining and losing.
In the middle of disappointing and making our parents proud.
In the middle of choosing things that make us happy and putting others' preferences first.
In the middle of falling in and out of love.
In the middle of breaking and rebuilding ourselves.
In the middle of finding our great perhaps.
In the middle of all things.
And that is what it means to be human: to be in the middle of each and every moment and see how our lives unfold.
With that, it seems safe to say that to be human is to be in medias res.
For every literature enthusiast, it is a technique that seeks to narrate what happens in the middle of the story before telling how it came at a certain point. But for every human, it is simply about being human in nature:
To be stuck in the midst of the grand scheme of things...
and still, find a beautiful way through living life.
