I saw a post the other day that really made me think. It was from an independent author who was contemplating writing erotica instead of fantasy because nobody was reading fantasy anymore. To you, dear author, I must ask: do not stop writing fantasy.
A simple question.
Fantasy has been a celebration of the underdog since the beginning. Fantasy concerns a normal person who becomes special in some way—due to being chosen or destined for some greater feat than existing in monotony. Fantasy thus becomes the greatest escape. Never have I been more sucked into a book than with fantasy—never have I felt more at home than when I’m among unicorns and dragons and fairies and elves.
Fantasy is for dreamers. Normal people have often scoffed at the visions that fantasy presents, discouraging make-believe and creativity for the sake of practicality and logic. In fantasy, these people are the villains of the story. Imagination and creativity and innovation become the key to existence in these magical worlds, these worlds far worse and far better than our own.
Fantasy is strength. It’s taking the demons of the world and defeating them through kindness and justice, intelligence and bravery. Fantasy is the power of good in the face of evil.
Fantasy is LOVE. It is a labor of CREATION and REFLECTION, a combination of SOUL and SPIRIT, a RAGING TRIUMPH, a RALLYING CALL, a FEAT UNLIKE ANY OTHER.
Fantasy is the inspiration of children and children-at-heart, the bane of evil, the bonds of the earth that keep us together, and the hope of millions.
But I must ask, dear author, if you no longer feel in love with the magic that you create: stop.
It has ceased to become magic the moment you doubt its importance and existence.
If you are writing for popularity, money, or fame: stop.
It has ceased to be magic the moment you ask it to furnish your home or feed your stomach with anything but the joy that it is.
If you aren’t writing what you love… start.
And if you’re writing fantasy and you love what you do: never, ever stop.
It is the work you are doing that saves and enriches lives, it is the spell YOU are casting that makes people fall in love with literature, it is the wonder you weave that makes life a little less normal.
To you, dear authors, I must ask: do not stop.