“I think you’d like this,” she said.
“I don’t know,” I said.
(Just like every kid in the universe confronting their first
novel.) “It’s awfully thick.”
“Give it a try.” And
she smiled.
So I opened that thick intimidating book and started to
read, and fell into a real, long, dense story for the first time in my
life. I think I lived in Prydain more
than I did in the real world for the next few years. If Mrs. Burris had handed me some other book,
a mystery for instance, I might not be a fantasy writer today. Or even a writer today. So that’s the fantasy that’s given me the
greatest gift. (And thanks to Mrs.
Burris, too!)
--Hilari
Bell
From Elizabeth Bunce:
For me, it came about ten years
ago when I read Sharon Shinn's ARCHANGEL for the first time. I had spent so
many years reading To Learn the Craft, to soak up knowledge and study
storytelling techniques, that reading had become more work for me than pleasure
(although I didn't realize it at the time). I had lost sight of one of the most
important things: Reading should be fun. But Archangel swept me away like no
book had in years. I picked it up, dove in, and before I knew it, five chapters
were past, and I REMEMBERED. Shinn brought back that sense of reading for pure
delight that I had lost somewhere along the line. I've said that this is one of
the most important lessons I've ever learned as a writer... but it's also the
greatest gift: the reconnection to the experience of reading a great book for
the pure joy of it. Thank you, ARCHANGEL!
From Erin Cashman:
From Erin Cashman:
For me, it was Lord of the
Rings. I was having a hard time my freshman year in high school - 3 middle
schools all joined together, and I found that my good friends were hanging out
with another group of girls -- and one of the girls decided I was not welcome.
One night I started reading Lord of the Rings, and instead of worrying or
crying (as I had been doing every night) I completely forgot about my troubles
and was swept up in the story. I read it straight through -- claiming a stomach
ache and missing the next two days of school. For some reason, when I returned
to school I didn't care that much anymore (maybe it was simply that a mean girl
is not so scary when compared with the Nazgul!) and I sat at lunch with two
girls I didn't know, who became good friends. I realized then the power of a
good book - and the ability it has to transport the reader to a new world, away
from the issues and problems of every day life. Lord of the Rings inspired me
to
become a writer, and even to this day when I feel down, my escapism is often found in the pages of a fantasy novel.
become a writer, and even to this day when I feel down, my escapism is often found in the pages of a fantasy novel.
From Dawn Metcalf:
I'd consider "starter"
fantasy books like BRIDGE TO TERABITHIA by Katherine Paterson, PROTECTOR OF THE
SMALL by Tamora Pierce, DRAGONSONG by Anne McCaffery and, of course, HARRY
POTTER AND THE SORCERER'S STONE by J.K. Rowling can start a lifelong love of
fantasy books!
For old folks like me, I love
transportive, quirky and somewhat shadowy fantasy and I'd give THE NIGHT CIRCUS
by Erin Morgenstern, THE DAUGHTER OF SMOKE & BONE by Laini Taylor,
NEVERWHERE by Neil Gaiman or THE TIME TRAVELER'S WIFE by Audrey Niffenegger.
(And if kids are darker like me,
then I'd probably wrap up a copy of HOWL'S MOVING CASTLE by Diana Wynne Jones,
ARTEMIS FOWL by Eoin Colfer or our own William Alexander's GOBLIN SECRETS!)
From Pippa Bayliss:
I consider every fantasy novel
I've ever read as a gift which isn't very helpful to you for your TOTW :) but
what stands out as a particularly special novel to me was Roald Dahl's 'Charlie
and the Great Glass Elevator'. It's the sequel to the better known 'Charlie and
the Chocolate Factory' and an old dilapidated copy found its way into my hands.
My son was a reluctant reader so I started reading it to him out loud at
bedtime. He loved it. Even though it was so old and strange, it became one of
his favorites., and he'd make me repeat any parts that involved the 'vicious
knids' - no silent 'k'. Just the sound of k-nids made him laugh and that alone
gave us both a gift that I'll always cherish.
From Will Alexander:
I don't know if this counts,
since it isn't a fantasy novel, but my first thought is Lewis Hyde's The Gift:
a book-sized essay about the role of art and the artist in society. It's made
up of the same raw material as a fantasy novel, given that it's filled with
folk and fairy tales, and it's a boon to any artist trying to sort out their
own gifts and how best to use them. (Hyde's Trickster Makes This World is also
very, very good, but given the focus on trickster figures that one commits
gleeful theft rather than offering presents.)
Let me try again with an actual fantasy novel. When I took over reading bedtime stories to my youngest sister, we first picked up The Dark is Rising by Susan Cooper. That was a gift, I suppose. "I loved this, and I think you'll love it, so here. Let me read it to you." It utterly failed as a bedtime story, though. We didn't sleep at all. We just read straight through until dawn, and finished The Dark is Rising while the sun was rising.
Let me try again with an actual fantasy novel. When I took over reading bedtime stories to my youngest sister, we first picked up The Dark is Rising by Susan Cooper. That was a gift, I suppose. "I loved this, and I think you'll love it, so here. Let me read it to you." It utterly failed as a bedtime story, though. We didn't sleep at all. We just read straight through until dawn, and finished The Dark is Rising while the sun was rising.
From Ellen Booraem:
One marathon weekend in the dregs
of high school, THE LORD OF THE RINGS opened a new world for me. And I don’t
mean just Tolkien’s world of Middle Earth—I mean the universe of fantasy written
for anyone older than ten. My parents weren’t fantasy readers, so up to that
point my experiences with speculative fiction consisted of fairy tales, Pooh,
and a couple of other books distinctly written for younger crowd. I had no idea
that you could give up childish things and still read about dragons and elves.
Imagine how the top of my head blew off when I met Bilbo. And Gandalf! In fact,
I barely slept that weekend—read the entire trilogy, day and night, stopping
only for meals and to exchange a word or two with my long-suffering parents.
Thank you, Professor Tolkien.
So tell us, what fantasy story has
been a “gift” to you?
