Anyone who knows me will know that I’m an avid reader open to all kinds of genres except for a particular one I like to steer clear of as much as possible (though lately that’s been failing because Ninja Girl by Cookie O’Gorman is so cute and there’s a Korean MC and she’s really bad-ass so…).
I am not a fan of contemporary novels.
I’m not! I dislike it because well… I just don’t connect well with contemporary for some reason. Plus, most of the novels in contemporary are romance, and I’m not a big fan of romance either. PDA makes me extremely uncomfortable, and complete strangers hitting on me is a surefire way for me to give a nasty look (and if they go too far, a very nasty comment).
But if I think about it, and I mean really think about it, I would make a better contemporary character than a fantasy character.
I would probably run from all the monsters.
I’m afraid of bugs – all of the bugs (I forgot what the actual phobia name is, but it starts with an ‘e’ and I’m a little too lazy to actually look it up at the moment). But still, if I’m afraid of bugs, then I’ll definitely be more than a little afraid of a monster. Monsters are bigger than bugs, who are smaller than the palm of my hand.
I’m not a sword-wielding bad-ass.
I probably look like I could kick someone’s butt and hurt them severely, but I never went through any training myself. The chances of my survival in a contemporary novel is a lot higher than a fantasy novel.
I’ll be a damsel in distress in a fantasy novel, too.
I probably shouldn’t have mentioned that. If anyone seeing this is sinister and mean ill will towards me, I’m screwed for sure.
I’d be too awed by the world to even focus.
Contemporary worlds are realistic, and I live in a realistic world, so I’m not going to be looking at a flat square that can message people in complete awe. Fantasy worlds are more elaborate and prettier than contemporary, and I love looking at pretty landscapes and buildings. (This is one reason why I really wanted to go to a college that is a 5 hour round trip. The campus is gorgeous.)
I’d get killed in my sleep.
I’ve been told I sleep like a dead person, and my mom has to whack me for me to actually wake up. Don’t worry, guys, she’s not abusing me. The point is, if I sleep like a dead person, I would never know if a monster sneaks up on me and takes a chunk of my brain.
I’d get killed regardless. RIP to me.
Sleep is probably not the only time I can get killed easily in a fantasy novel. Chances are, I’ll slip on ice, trip over a bump in the carpet (I’ve actually faceplanted on one) – I’m somewhat clumsy and even Lupe knows it.