I’ve decided to write about something stupid. What that may be, I’m not quite sure yet. I shall now go through my vault of Word documents looking for something suitably silly. *giggles* Okay, I’ve got something: genres.
Fantasy first. If you think about it, fantasy is silliness. Fantasy is a dream. Fantasy is basically the opposite of reality. A book is fantasy if 1) it takes place in a world/country/culture that never existed, 2) it contains elements that also have never existed, or 3) all of the above. For example, Wise would probably be considered fantasy because it takes place in a country and culture that never existed, though it contains nothing unreal. Percy Jackson and the Olympians would be considered fantasy because it contains elements that never existed, though it takes place in the “real world”. The Lord of the Rings would be fantasy because it takes place in a world, country and culture that never existed, and contains elements that also have never existed. Dr. Seuss said this:
“Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope.”
Of course, there’s a slight difference between fantasy and just plain old fiction: fiction contains nothing that is nonexistent, except perhaps characters. What I mean is in fiction you don’t have little purple slugs that when squeezed create a noise akin to the mooing of a cow. But you do have characters who have never existed either, like, say, the Count of Monte Cristo, from the book of the same name. He never existed, and nothing he did ever really happened as it was written. That’s fiction.
Then there’s historical fiction, which is basically when a writer tries to figure out what a certain historical figure (say, George Washington, Napoleon Bonaparte, someone like that) would think in whatever instance he was in, or what he would say where there are no records of the kind. So in that case there are almost no fictional characters, and the major events are real, but it’s the minor events that are fictional.
Now, fiction has a lot of sub-genres. There is romantic fiction, children’s fiction, animal fiction, science fiction (almost fantasy, but not quite; I’ll explain later), and much more.
Romantic fiction is basically regular fiction where one of the biggest parts of the storyline is a relationship. Let’s move along before I throw up.
Children’s fiction. I won’t go into this, but it’s regular fiction where the main characters are children.
Animal fiction is just a bunch of animals leading intelligent lives, mainly unnoticed by humans. Take for example the Warriors series, a series I dropped after the third portion of the series turned it into a sort of battle over a ghost-ruled religion where dead cats give powers of prophecy. Sometimes. Other than that little thing, this series is one where cats live their lives in their own little feudalistic culture.
Science fiction, I think, is a genre where authors who made some money on their first book go on to write way too many in the same series. These, I have found in the ones I’ve read, don’t have very big plots, very good characters, or even very good concepts; the only thing that sets them apart from badly written fantasy is the fact that the authors try and explain the strange parts of the other world. Either that, or it’s just a fantasy written on another planet that was found when the previously earth-dwelling people got too numerous. Also, instead of having strange inexplicable and invisible forces at work in the world (aka magic or some such thing), they have machines. I don’t have the highest opinion of science fiction.
The next genre is nonfiction. This means it’s completely true, and I’ve found that I like to make up things just too much to ever write nonfiction.
The definition of a classic, I think, is a book that’s still popular enough to sell even 100 years or more after the author is dead. Thus we have Moby Dick, War and Peace, The Three Musketeers, Shakespeare, and so on and so forth.
I can’t recall any more genres to write about. Perhaps I got this whole post mixed up, because I do believe fantasy is a sub-genre of fiction. Whatever. It ought to be separate.
Oh, goodness, I’m so stupid! I posted a post labeled “Top Ten Tuesday” on a Monday! Silly, stupid me. I suppose that’s something to add to my list of ways to fail, huh? Do whatever it is at the wrong time. Well, have a fail-filled day!