If I were to be a character in a novel, I have no clue as to who I’d want to be. There’s a part of me who’d like to be one of those delicious villains who always get the cool lines. (Alan Rickman in “Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves”. Oh hell, Alan Rickman in just about any villain role.) But you see, I have an intense fear of dying and most of the really bad guys, end up dead. The badder the guy, the more gruesome the death. (And yes, for all the grammar nazis out there, I do realize that the correct word for “badder” is worse. You do realize that you’re reading a blog and a blog entry composed of someone who is a bit off the cuff, right?) But I’m not sure I really want to be the hero/heroine either. Sure, they triumph in the end, but they have to put up with a lot of crap to get their happy ending. Honestly, I think I’d like to have the role of “Plucky, Comic Relief.” Think of Ron in Harry Potter. A quick scan of my bookshelf just confirmed that. While I haven’t thought of any specific character I’d like to be, I’m quite certain I’d much rather play that secondary role. Mammy in “Gone With the Wind”. R2D2 in “Star Wars.”
Forget the starring roles. Everyone wants that. Which second fiddle would you prefer to be?