Sorry this is late, folks!
Myths and magic are fun and have their place, but as for reading material, I prefer truth, or fiction based on truth, like crime fiction, drama, and mystery.
When I hear myth, I think of Greek Mythology or The Loch Ness Monster and magic like D&D.
I’ve never been a fan of D&D, or Roman Mythology, but I did enjoy the Greeks when attending school.
I love legends, myth busting shows, and magic, but I don’t like reading about them, unless I’m reading Wikipedia. Maybe the real world is overwhelming enough that I don’t know how to fantasize any more.
Don’t try to sway me to your side of thinking, or send me tons of book reviews I’m going to ignore…not trying to be rude here, but it’s a waste of time, they will be thrown out on their ear!
I’ll read most anything else, even some romance. Books that stick with me are titles like Where the Crawdads Sing, The Shining, Turtles All the Way Down, and The Diary of Anne Frank. Authors like King, Cook, and Grisham are what I grew up devouring, so naturally I’m into crime, horror, and medical dramas.
Why do I want to read the mythical and magical? Maybe had I read more of that stuff growing up, like kids do today with Harry Potter and Hunger Games, I’d know how to write that kind of thing. But I didn’t, so I don’t and I’m not interested in reading either…but I do enjoy the movies. To me, there’s where they belong. On the big screen, freaking me out, or exciting me with their brilliant special effects. And yes, superheroes get lumped into this bunch as well, but I always loved the Batman movies, as well as others brought to live on the big screen.
The reality is, I guess, that mythical and magical seems childish to me these days, and maybe that means I’m an old fart, but I’m definitely not boring or bored. Mystical, yes, that is more up my alley, but don’t send me on a search for Bigfoot, or ask me to read about Sasquatch. The only mythical, magical story I haven’t been able to deny lately is the series we watched called Game of Thrones. Now, that was seriously fun and I didn’t want it to end.
In fact, the mother of all dragon mothers is headed to the UK to star in a modernization of Anton Chekov’s 1895 play -The Seagull – in which she hopes not to disappoint her fans since she won’t be sitting on the back of a dragon. Or appearing nude either. Sorry guys. Yet she’s still tiny, beautiful, and incredibly good in a romance story, and starring in the play will fulfill a dream of a lifetime for Emily Clarke.
See now? Facts, fear, murder, and mystery I can get behind and, sometimes, if done right, I’ll even choose romance (think Ode to Billy Joe). Who built the great pyramids? The Greeks, of course, and that’s not myth. It’s a fact, Jack!