Science-Fictiony Stuff
12/9/02 00:22Crackers Do Matter, for those Farscape fans. Write. Call.
Lila was reading Tolkien's On Fairy Stories again today, and I commented to her about it a little. I started reading Perelandra, Lewi's book, today, too. So, there's been this ongoing little brain-dialouge all the rest of the day, which always happens when I read something good, or when I think about Tolkien, his world - for if it was anyone's, it was his - and especially his magnificent essay.
The main whisper of this brain-thought is: "There's a spark there. There's something. You can feel it. And you want to, for a brief time, hold that spark, and have other people warm their hands in its light."
Except it's phrased more like a question. Or a challenge.
Which are really the same things.
And so, I read tonight this essay, Reinvigorating the Fantastic, by China Mieville. (Who, by the way, couldn't have got a cooler name had he picked it out himself.)
Now, I haven't read anything of Mievelle's yet. I'm planning on it. I tend to really like urban-novel-fantasy-surreal thingies. That is to say: I have no real qualifications for critiquing the article, other than the fact that I'm a fan and tend to read and think quite a bit. But I'm not going to let that stop me.
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Lila was reading Tolkien's On Fairy Stories again today, and I commented to her about it a little. I started reading Perelandra, Lewi's book, today, too. So, there's been this ongoing little brain-dialouge all the rest of the day, which always happens when I read something good, or when I think about Tolkien, his world - for if it was anyone's, it was his - and especially his magnificent essay.
The main whisper of this brain-thought is: "There's a spark there. There's something. You can feel it. And you want to, for a brief time, hold that spark, and have other people warm their hands in its light."
Except it's phrased more like a question. Or a challenge.
Which are really the same things.
And so, I read tonight this essay, Reinvigorating the Fantastic, by China Mieville. (Who, by the way, couldn't have got a cooler name had he picked it out himself.)
Now, I haven't read anything of Mievelle's yet. I'm planning on it. I tend to really like urban-novel-fantasy-surreal thingies. That is to say: I have no real qualifications for critiquing the article, other than the fact that I'm a fan and tend to read and think quite a bit. But I'm not going to let that stop me.
( Read more... )