By Thomas Kies
Anne Serling, daughter of Rod Serling, posted a letter
her father wrote to a high school student back in 1961, It read:
The following comment would best represent how I feel
about writing: Write and keep writing. Develop your own style. Respect another
writer but never imitate him. Learn patience because it is as necessary as a
typewriter—and never be afraid to speak out and say what you believe. This is
the function of the writer—to call the truths as he sees them.
Sincerely
Rod Serling
Later on, Serling said, “The
writer’s role is to be a menacer of the public’s conscience. He must have a
position, a point of view. He must see the arts as a vehicle of social
criticism and he must focus the issues of his time.”
When I was a kid, I recall sitting on the
couch in my grandparents’ cottage on Waneta Lake in upstate New York watching
shows like Ed Sullivan, Lawrence Welk, My Three Sons and Gunsmoke. But my all-time favorite program was the
Twilight Zone. Rod Serling’s
introduction as those surreal images flashed and faded on our screen scared the
bejesus out of me. “You're traveling
through another dimension -- a dimension not only of sight and sound but of
mind. A journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination.
That's a signpost up ahead: your next stop: the Twilight Zone!”
At the time, I thought those episodes were written and produced just to give viewers the willies. In reality, they were social commentary.
In the episode called He’s Alive, a young
Dennis Hopper plays a character who is clearly a fascist. He gets guidance from an unseen creature hidden by the shadows. Eventually, he’s persuaded to kill, but ends
up dead himself. It’s finally revealed
that the creature was the spirit of Adolf Hitler.
Rod Serling's closing
monologue warns that while Hitler may be dead, his spirit is kept alive
everywhere where bigotry, racism, and white supremacy exists.
In an episode called Number 12 Looks Just Like You, young people are strongly encouraged to undergo a transformation. They have a limited number of features to choose from since in this world, everyone looks very much alike. The upshot to this is “When everyone is beautiful, no one is.” It's a world that simply doesn't tolerate people who are different.
In Monsters Are Due on
Maple Street, an idyllic neighborhood is suddenly cut off from the rest of the
world, power goes out, and there’s no phone, radio, or television service. Rumors, theories, and false information run
rampant, and the neighbors turn into a violent mob.
Does that sound
faintly like January 6th?
I dare say that every
episode of Twilight Zone had a message of some kind. Some were banal and some were daring,
especially for the time in which they were written and broadcast. But they all
had a truth they were telling.
The point of this blog
is that as writers, we not only should be telling a damn good story, but we
should let our conscience guide us as well.
I try to do that with my books, and sometimes run afoul of readers. Not many, but some.
One of the guidelines Stephen
King has about writing, is, “What are
you going to write about? And the equally big answer: Anything you damn well
want. Anything at all . . . as long as you tell the truth.”
