6.645. Why I Want to Write Fantasy

As a sci-fi writer I spend a great deal of time looking forward into the near future. I’ve been a terrible futurist as I have rarely looked beyond the next 100 years. This has been on my mind lately as I’ve been watching the future shaped by Asimov’s Foundation and other far flung sci-fi epics. More and more as I try to look forward I find myself wanting to know how we got here. I want to look backwards and explore the beginnings. In essence, I think I want a do over.

I enjoy the simplicity of fantasy. Often people assume a love for fantasy is a love for the magic. For me it is the mythology and the swordplay. I dig magic–don’t get me wrong–but that is not the source of my need to write in that genre. I have a desire to build old worlds and create the mythos that can be carried forward a thousand generations. Perhaps it is my god complex or minecraft or whatever you call the need to create (other than being a writer). This is a thing I want to do and feel like I can do successfully. At least I’ll give it the good ol college try.

Some Thoughts:

  1. Still no real cricket-killing plan.

6.644.

I am presently dealing with a cricket infestation. More to the point I am presently not dealing with a cricket infestation. I don’t really know what to do about the situation. All I hear is the chirping all night and during quite a bit of the morning time. I’ve failed at controlling the yard and made an environment in which they thrive. So, step one is to clean up the space. Step 2 is to spray the crap out of all that I can. I will likely need to lock up the cat for a few days while I do this. Step three: repeat. I need to get this handled because I am tired of living in a trashy environment. I am really tired of living like this and even worse, no one beyond my partner actually seems to care.