Saw
Inception on DVD last night, which probably was a mistake in terms of my anxiety management (also, it doesn't exactly pass the
Bechdel test).
Working on the novel again, and thinking how, at the end of the day, I'm old-fashioned when it comes to storytelling. Sure enough, I experiment with form; this one has six first-person PoVs. And I've written some wonky short stories and experimental poems in my life. But at the end of the day I want to write and read about people. The people I'm writing about are real to me. They have problems, adventures, relationships, they have emotional arcs. They are people and not allegories. In some strange ways they exist, and I'm here to be faithful to them and compassionate to them. Which is why I like Bujold's work, and
papersky
's.
I probably will never write a high-concept novel. It may make me old-fashioned (and possibly low-brow?), even though I quite like experimental fiction and even sometimes commit it.
For the record,
I am a woman and I love epic fantasy, though Martin is not my cuppa.
Published on April 21, 2011 17:44