As I was reading my last posting--and please pardon all of my grammatical errors--I began a new subject of random musings. I used the word "fantasy" a few times to describe the genre of books, etc that make us escape. However, when did this word become a faux-pas and left only for geeks or young adults?
When I tell people I love Harry Potter--I am either welcomed into open arms by other quarter-century addicts who feel just as ostracized as I do, or laughed at and considered a social pariah. The latter happens MUCH more frequently.
What primarily drives my confusion is the fact that the word "fantasy" has a completely different connotation in the, well, bedroom. I don't think I could tell you one sitcom that hasn't breached this subject at least once. What is is that their partner truly fantasizes about? Is it doing in public? Alone on a deserted beach? A princess captured and pillaged by a pirate? What? So, if the idea of role-play and fantasy is so erotic and mesmerizing in bed, why is it so chastised and given an all-encompassing blanket of nerdiness in the real world?
We who fully admit to liking the escapism quality have nothing to hide...so this makes me think EVERYONE would really like to read what I read, but are too afraid to admit it. I call this the "American Idol" syndrome. No one likes to admit they watch such a paltry way to get Americans to buy more Coca-Cola products and watch Ryan Seacrest and Simon Cowell play "You're more gay than I am..." but it's the most-watched show on television--so SOMEONE has to be watching it. And we are not all 14-year old girls...
Those who pretend they don't like fantasy say it's because "it could never happen..." Well, that's exactly the point isn't it? Who the FUCK wants to read about the pitiful state of the world that we live in at the moment. Not that I totally erase non-fiction from my bookshelf, everyone needs balance in their life, but nothing ever makes me salivate and dream like a good fantasy book. Even women who love their Harlequin Romance novels are reading fantasy...just because there are no elves and fairy dust doesn't mean it's not a fantasy...no stable boy is THAT good-looking.
So, America--stop hating on me. You fantasize too, just take it out of the bedroom and put it all out there...no one will judge you (or at least I won't.)
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haha, good old Simon and Ryan playing you know how I know you're gay. Sorry, fantasy is not for me (you pick which context the word is used)
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