Hello there book friends. Today I’m discussing one of the banes of my reading existence: HIGH FANTASY.
Before you start getting angry at me, let me say this: I like fantasy. I just struggle with high fantasy books.
I consider myself a smart person. I get good grades and I’m in high level classes. But fantasy books? Fantasy books confuse me. It takes me a good 100 pages to get into the story and understand the world and the characters. Those first 100 pages are usually torturous. Reading them is a chore and I have to ask other people who’ve read the book a lot of questions.
I’m still a fantasy newbie. Prior to last year, I only read contemporary and dystopian. What happened was… I met a girl who only read fantasy. And I was only reading contemporary. So we forced each other to read our favorite genres! She read Anna and the French Kiss and LOVED it. That’s besides the point. The first HIGH fantasy book I read was Snow Like Ashes by Sara Raasch. AND I LIKED IT A LOT . But I only loved it after like 150 pages. I remember reading it during rehearsal for the winter musical last year and being SO CONFUSED and trying to avoid reading it. When I started finally understanding the world, I kept thinking, “How did the world get this way?” And I kept having to tell my self, “DEANNA. This is not a dystopian book. THE WORLD HAS ALWAYS BEEN THIS WAY.” It was pretty hard to wrap my mind around.
The next high fantasy book I read was Red Queen by Victoria Aveyard. I had preordered it due to the hype and started reading it the day it arrived at my house. While I also enjoyed this book, it was hard to get into for the same reasons as Snow Like Ashes.
After Red Queen, I read The Winner’s Curse by Marie Rutkoski. AND I LOVED IT. This one took me no time to get into. I immediately started reading The Winner’s Crime after finishing the first one and I LOVED THAT ONE TOO. The ending destroyed me.
THEN, I read The Orphan Queen by Jodi Meadows. This book took me a while to get into and understand, but I LOVED IT SO MUCH.
(Side note: I don’t just remember all of the books I’ve read and when. I keep a journal with all the books I’ve read this year separated by months in chronological order.)
The relationship between high fantasy books and me is very love/hate. I hate starting the books. I hate how confused and stupid I feel. But…I love high fantasy books. I love the stories and characters and how they totally transport me into another world. I read a good amount of high fantasy books now, but I still mostly read contemporary, science-fiction, historical, and “fantasy-lite”. I do consider myself a fantasy fan. I just have to motivate myself and gear myself up for starting a fantasy book or series. Some of my favorite books of this year (An Ember in the Ashes, A Court of Thorns and Roses, etc.) are high fantasy books. I recently finished reading a high fantasy series, and I loved it. It’s Throne of Glass, people. If you want to see my LONG post on all my feelings about that serious, click here.
The overall deal with fantasy and me is that I like it, but I don’t like it. I’M CONFUSED ABOUT FANTASY, PEEPS.
How do you feel about fantasy? Recommend me some fantasy books in the comments!