Reading The Magicians books fills me with the aching desire to go to Brakebills, much in the way we all longed to go to Hogwarts. Did writing about such a magical place fill the void that reading about one creates?
Very much so. I think one reason I started writing The Magicians was as a way of helping me process and accept the fact that at this point it seems pretty clear that I'm never going to get to go to Narnia. Or Hogwarts. Or anywhere but here.