Everyone who knows me well knows that I’m not a fan of heroes.
They’re all the same damn person. White-bread moral paragons of virtue who all follow in the footsteps of Luke Skywalker, pacing through the Hero’s Journey like it’s a track ride at Disneyland. Yes, they have quirks and quandaries that make them their own person, but overall they fit a stereotype. Even well-rounded, well-formed heroes just seem to pale in comparison to their surrounding cast.
I’m just not a fan.
I’m not just hating on heroes to be edgy, I promise. This is grounded in proper literary analysis. Namely, the white-bread moral paragons of virtue are a subset of what I hope is a fading literary trend: The Everyman.
This is how to avoid falling into that trap.