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Lomelinde · 04-25-2002, 03:32 PM

Wow. Yet another one of those incredible,thought-provoking threads. I must say that I was very moved while reading some of these posts, and was actually nodding my head as I related to the reasons described for turning to fantasy.
How has my life been affected by fantasy? In one word, magic. The magic draws me in and strings me along for the ride, transporting me to places never seen, allows me to converse with people never known, and forces me to open my heart and mind to new ideas. This innermost longing that I possess, for the magic of the lost realms; this sets me apart from most other people with whom I come in contact daily, my peers and my family. While I used to think that this wish made me an oddball and a sort of freak- keep in mind that high-schoolers don't consider deep discussions about classic literature and fantasy "normal"- I now realize finally that it is precisely this which makes me unique; this is how I make myself feel important and grounded. I might not be a scholar, and I don't have the insight or knowledge that some of you here possess, but I realize now that that's OK; I have an appreciation for the great minds and the great works of literature that came from those minds, and that's what matters.
In fact, that is what I tell myself whenever I feel left out, or not outgoing enough, or just plain frustrated because I don't have friends who share my love of the arts. I am an 11th grader, and finding peers who also hold this appreciation is next to impossible. So I turn to fantasy, and yet again the magic grabs my soul and demands my heart; it is my escape and my passion. Fantasy (especially Tolkien) has also sparked my interest in the written word, and my love for language will always follow me, wherever the magic may lead me. This is how fantasy has touched me; through the magic, the wonder and the sense of awe I get whenever I pick up Homer, or Tolkien, or Shakespeare. The emotions it invokes in me, and also the reverence I feel for the greater scheme of things.

The ancient legends shimmer...the magic beckons.

04-25-2002, 03:32 PM	#32
Lomelinde Haunting Spirit Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Ha! Wouldn't you like to know? Posts: 80	Wow. Yet another one of those incredible,thought-provoking threads. I must say that I was very moved while reading some of these posts, and was actually nodding my head as I related to the reasons described for turning to fantasy. How has my life been affected by fantasy? In one word, magic. The magic draws me in and strings me along for the ride, transporting me to places never seen, allows me to converse with people never known, and forces me to open my heart and mind to new ideas. This innermost longing that I possess, for the magic of the lost realms; this sets me apart from most other people with whom I come in contact daily, my peers and my family. While I used to think that this wish made me an oddball and a sort of freak- keep in mind that high-schoolers don't consider deep discussions about classic literature and fantasy "normal"- I now realize finally that it is precisely this which makes me unique; this is how I make myself feel important and grounded. I might not be a scholar, and I don't have the insight or knowledge that some of you here possess, but I realize now that that's OK; I have an appreciation for the great minds and the great works of literature that came from those minds, and that's what matters. In fact, that is what I tell myself whenever I feel left out, or not outgoing enough, or just plain frustrated because I don't have friends who share my love of the arts. I am an 11th grader, and finding peers who also hold this appreciation is next to impossible. So I turn to fantasy, and yet again the magic grabs my soul and demands my heart; it is my escape and my passion. Fantasy (especially Tolkien) has also sparked my interest in the written word, and my love for language will always follow me, wherever the magic may lead me. This is how fantasy has touched me; through the magic, the wonder and the sense of awe I get whenever I pick up Homer, or Tolkien, or Shakespeare. The emotions it invokes in me, and also the reverence I feel for the greater scheme of things. The ancient legends shimmer...the magic beckons. __________________ The Dwarf breathes so loud I could've shot him in the dark, drunk, blindfolded and hanging upside down from a tree.