I read a lot of fantasy last year. I’m attracted to the concept, but found myself frequently annoyed, and I finally caught the pattern: I am impatient with fantasy characters who resist their own setting. A hundred or more years ago, it would have made sense. Poe’s big mystery reveal that the murderer was not a human at all but rather a rare and exotic animal. Alice’s puzzling trip through Wonderland. Real people fainting at their first sight of a Matisse painting, not from delight but from horror upon their first exposure to cubism (decried by some at the time as the root of all that was wrong with modern society).
January Book Review
January Book Review
January Book Review
I read a lot of fantasy last year. I’m attracted to the concept, but found myself frequently annoyed, and I finally caught the pattern: I am impatient with fantasy characters who resist their own setting. A hundred or more years ago, it would have made sense. Poe’s big mystery reveal that the murderer was not a human at all but rather a rare and exotic animal. Alice’s puzzling trip through Wonderland. Real people fainting at their first sight of a Matisse painting, not from delight but from horror upon their first exposure to cubism (decried by some at the time as the root of all that was wrong with modern society).