For a long time now I've been wondering if there isn't something a little wrong with me. Why am I writing medieval fantasy? And why would it be relevant to modern readers, if at all?
Is there something inherently "off" about a grown-up, middle-class, professional woman living in one of the most technologically advanced parts of the world and of human history, who spends her free time writing stories about maidens in distress, magical gryphons, and heros with swords and magical abilities?
(You know, just in case on or the other fails. No sword? Use magic. No magic? Use sword.)
It amazes me how popular the "The Lord of the Rings" books and movies still are, sixty years after their publication. And Harry Potter. And all the vampire, werewolf, etc. movies. Why did the "Percy Jackson and the Olympians" series take off the way it did? And oh, my goodness, did we really need another Robin Hood movie last year? Don't get me wrong, I thoroughly enjoyed it but I kept asking myself "Why?"
Why is a modern, socially and intellectually enlightened audience so fascinated with tales we associate with the Dark Ages- a time steeped in poverty, violence, disease and ignorance? Particularly the paranormal or magical aspect. Shouldn't we be past this? Haven't we grown up yet? What does this say about us?
Is there something unacknowledged in modern life which we are trying to find or to escape from? Or is it just a general love of adventure stories, well-told or well-acted, that keeps drawing us in?