Though I write contemporary, realistic fiction, there is a part of me that loves fantasy.
One of my favorite books of all time is The Mists of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley. For my last two years of high school, I attended a boarding school in Rhode Island. The campus was on the ocean. There were woods, old train tracks, a church and a boathouse. The church was dark, but designed to always have a golden spider web of light hovering around a central cross, and the boathouse was a bare, falling-apart stone building, with open, glass-less windows, perfect for hiding in and listening to the wind whip off the ocean. (I believe its now a state-of-the-art building actual used to house boats.)
My friend Kate and I used to pretend we were characters from the world of the the Mists of Avalon. The campus was a perfect setting for our game. On the run from dark forces, we’d wrap our jackets around us like cloaks as we stole through the woods or walked the train tracks like a balance beam, imagining a dangerous, deadly moat beneath us, until we could “take shelter” in the boat house — how long would we survive with wolves at the door and only had one crust of bread between us?
And then we’d go to lacrosse practice.
As an adult, I’ve almost completely forgotten about my love of fantasy. Somehow, the vampire stuff just didn’t lure me in. And while I’m open minded, I’m just not naturally curious about werewolves (it took me three tries to spell the word correctly). However, I want to read Starcrossed by Josephine Angelini. Not only do I think I’ll be more into demigods than vampires, but it’s set in Nantucket. The small, foggy island where my own novel takes place. Nantucket is so unique: old, haunted, gorgeous, with a history of feminism and whales and money. I’m dying to see how Angelini uses this setting in her fantasy novel.
If you’ve read Starcrossed, I’d love to know your thoughts!