Introduction

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Hey there, traveller!

Have you ever asked yourself when reading about a particular trope or listening to some advice about how to implement it the correct way – why?

Why are bad guys sexy? Why are damsels in distress reveal the knight in shining armor in our souls? Why are wizards skinny and physically inept? Why do we feel what we do when encountering a particular trope or phenomen? Why some tropes work and some flop?

Well, together we shall attempt to answer these questions from every possible direction writers and readers never even possibly think of. How does our biology affect these tropes? Our history, our genetics, our psyche? Where do these tropes originate and what makes them truly hit that nerve?

With a varied background in biology, psychology and medicine we will shed some lights on common literary effects we all know from a different perspective.

Tune on with us each Sunday for another topic. We’ll be waiting for you, and YOU only.

Cheers,

Dar & Lory

 


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