Last week I delved head first back into The Kingkiller Chronicle. It's a great fantasy series: magic, love, passion, adventure, revenge, its got it all. I've read it a couple times. The past couple days I'll just read the book covertly at work then go home and keep reading. I've been keeping my head down, kind of mentally retreating. The weather combined with recent unsettling events have made me contemplative, reserved, in need of a little zoning out.
In a way fiction is all escapist to some degree and no genre more so than fantasy. It's easy and pleasing to forget the machinations of the real world when you are immersed in magic and dragons, secrets and adventures. Rereading some of my favorite fantasy is entertaining but its a way for me to slow everything down, take a step back and get balanced. Like a meditative trick to get my mind in a state of neutral, to mentally recuperate.
Since my first reading of the The Chronicles of Narnia in 4th grade fantasy has been my refuge. Whether from stress, heartbreak, grief, or depression I found comfort, courage, and rejuvenation in the dark forests and looming cliffs of those lands long-ago and far-away.
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