Double-Header: The Meaning of Fantasy/Be Stressed

Do not try to find a connection between these two subjects, because there isn’t one. I’m posting both my Storyteller Reports and Notes of A Storyteller on the same day, because I am the emperor of this blog and my word is law and I didn’t have time to write the Storyteller Reports in time for Wednesday.


I notice that whenever I type in “fiction” in Google news, British newspapers tend to have some really cool stuff. A couple of days ago, Damien Walter wrote for the Guardian about the scholarly debate about what exactly fantasy is. To my immense shock, there might be something more to the genre than watching bearded men wave around swords.

My only comment is simple. Why in the heck would you stop with just racism and gender issues? That is about the extent of the possibilities that the article brings up. Don’t mistake me; those would be great themes to explore, so long as the result isn’t preachy. I would be interested to read (or write) someday a novel that answers the question of “how much progress (has) been made in a genre that still routinely casts female characters as helpless princesses, and if highly sexualised “kick-ass” heroines are really a step forward.” In fact, I have a novella or two that touches on that issue.

But there’s so much more! The meaning of love, and moral confusion, and the quest for meaning- all of that good stuff that has haunted literature from the beginning. That’s where the best literature will always be, in fantasy or otherwise.


Everybody tells you that they could do a lot of awesome things if they only had an extra hour in every day. This writer calls foul.

This writer has had several years of trial and error to convince him that the best life is spent frenetically busy. Right now, he is a sophomore in college. He is taking classes, organizing a game show for his residence hall, taking time to relax with his friends, attending meetings with the Film Club and English Club, editing a short story, and writing blog posts like these.

This stuff keeps him on his toes, but he noticed something. Every time he tried to slow down and get some leisure time to work on all of these tasks, he got lazy. Every time he felt like he had room to breathe, he stopped working.

If you’re a writer, pressure yourself. Always have something to be working on. If you let off that pressure, you won’t be pushed into growing. Comfort never inspired any good novels, did it?

Didn’t think so. Go write something that you don’t have time to write. Have a wonderful week; I wish you luck.


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