Someone recently pointed out I have a habit of putting clannish supernatural stuff in fanfics. They’re right, and there’s a reason for that.
My tribal instincts are broken.
Note, I said broken, not missing. I’m well aware that as a human being I’m supposed to have an in-group, and out-groups, and people I trust without thinking about it too hard. I’m aware that pep rallies are supposed to get the whole crowd revved up, that everyone should know who’s in and who’s out by the quirk of a popular girl’s brow, that there are in fact Popular Girls – and Guys – in just about every setting, and everyone knows who they are.
I know all that, and it does me no good whatsoever.
I can, by working very hard at it, mostly pass as a conforming member of local society. At least until I open my mouth.
But pass as “one of the group”? Ha. Doesn’t happen.
I’ll give you just one example. At one point I was minding my own business, watching a car park at a curb… and back right into a truck. I admit I blinked, because you don’t see that every day-
And someone yelled out, “Oh man, that truck just hit that car!”
In under five minutes, that was what everyone there agreed had happened. Except me.
Tell me that’s not mind control.
So if people reading and controlling each other’s minds and emotions shows up over and over again in my fanfic… that’s what I see people doing every day.