Guest Post by Melissa Lemon, blogger at the Lemon Inkwell and author of Cinder and Ella.
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Why we can’t get enough of fantasy worlds—according to me.
Let’s face it.
Humans are lame. We can’t
fly or hold fire in the palm of our hands or wave a magic wand to thwart our
enemies. But I, for one, wish I
could. I think this is one reason
that we love the fantasy genre and always will. There is something inside of us that longs to be more than
creatures subject to gravity and the laws of physics; something that hopes
mystical creatures existed at one point and may again; something that wonders
if there are worlds beyond our own and if we would just reach a little further...
Don’t get me wrong; there are wonderful things we can do as
humans, and sometimes they may even seem like magic (like when my kids cleaned
the toy room last night by themselves in record time). But I think for the most part, we live
typical, repetitive, often mundane lives.
Perhaps this is enough for some, but many of us crave a little more
adventure, and that’s why we read and write those fantasy novels. They act like the fire escape outside
our windows, but instead of leading to the street below, they sweep us off to
some unexpected and usually charming—though at times fearsome— place. We get to leave our world behind for a
time and enter a world with trolls, magic trees, or evil witches that we have
to destroy. And when one book is
over, we grab another, and the world is new again; there are more friends to
meet, different obstacles to overcome, fresh heroes and heroines to fall in
love with.
But maybe we have more in common with fantasy characters
than we realize. With all of the
fantasy books I’ve read, not one character has been so good at what they do
that they didn’t have to practice.
Sounds a little human, doesn’t it?
Usually they have families, problems, certain abilities or talents, and
people who are trying to bring them down.
Don’t we all have a little bit of each of those things? With fantasy, these elements of life
are taken to a whole new level, but while on the journey, we learn how to deal
with all of these things a little better.
We breathe easier because it is nice to believe that someone is going
through the same things (or worse).
We don’t feel so alone. We
can climb back up that fire escape, crawl through the window and face our lives
again. It is a thing of beauty.
Sometimes I wonder if we came from a place where things were
a little more magical, and if part of us somehow remembers that and longs to
have it again. Who knows? Anything’s possible, especially in a fantasy
novel.
(As I was typing this, my kids came running in the room, one
pretending she was flying and the other riding a magic Pegasus. I rest my case.)
What superhuman ability would you have if you could choose?
