Friday, January 05, 2007

Masters of Illusion

Got your attention didn't I? One of my favorite aspect of fantasy books is the idea of sorcery. I love the idea of being able to cast a spell, or concentrating one's power to achieve the desired result. It's so much easier than having to be a scientific genius isn't it? But when I look around my little world, I realize that most of us are quite skilled illusionists without the use of sorcery. Women are masters at this. We use make-up to make our faces appear brighter and flawless. We use clothing to push-up certain assets or tuck in other parts we wish were a little smaller. And if that's not enough, we can even go so far as to make the changes permanent. For example, I grew up with a mother who had surgically...ah...enhanced a certain part of her anatomy. Now, if I was a sorceress I could simply cast a glamour that would make me appear any way I wished. But in the "real" world, people are often opting for more lasting changes. And isn't it a tempting thought? I wouldn't mind the easy route toward slimmer thighs, though the idea of lipo scares the bejeesus out of me. So far I have not done anything surgically to myself, and I doubt I ever will. I mean, look at Burt Reynolds for Pete's sake, he looks like a scared jackal after all the face lifts he's had done. But I wonder if the glaring faults I look at everyday are what feed my desire to escape into the world of fantasy. Maybe there's a part of me that's looking for a more perfect world, an easier way of getting what I want. Maybe that's what we're all looking for, but we go about it in different ways. I escape into fantasy fiction, or sci-fi movies, while someone else might choose a romance as an escape. And I also wonder why some people are content to live with their imperfections while others spend thousands of dollars trying to improve upon nature? Are those of us with a rich fantasy life maybe lucky that we have an escape into another world? Personally, I tend to think so. Whenever I have a bad day, or like many women, have a "I'm feeling fat" day, I can curl up with a good book and kind of lose myself for awhile. I think that's a lot better than losing myself in some celebrity rag that only encourages things like anorexia or excessive plastic surgery. I've been asked why some people like sci-fi and fantasy and others don't and I have no idea why that is. But in an odd way, I feel lucky to be the sci-fi geek I am. It gives me a much needed break from the real world, and if I didn't love it so much, I wouldn't have met all of you, my beloved blogger friends.

18 comments:

squirrel said...

I noticed on my bloglog recent readers you were at my blog today so I thought I'd stop by and check yours out. This is a really cool blog and has a lot of really neat information!

SQT said...

Thanks Squirrel! I dropped in on a "battle of the blogs" challenge. Don't tell anyone, but I voted for you. :)

deslily said...

maybe those you think are content with their imperfections, aren't so content. Things that could stop them are: money (duh), fear (from seeing those that had too much done), and a dash of common sense telling them that it won't really change them. But I do think many more would if they could, and I'd like to think it would be because they theirself would feel better for it, not for reasons of how others see them.

Iknow I would have some done if i could afford it. droopy eyelids that I actually see without looking in a mirror..and maybe (not sure) a slight face lift.. i'd say anything that sags but at my age that would mean a complete body lift! heh...

but i'm afraid of surgery so even if I had the money I would think long and hard before I decided one way or the other.

jedimerc said...

Yes, yes you did :)

Thank goodness for the wonderbra... um, anywho...

And yay for sci-fi geeks everywhere... though I have to admit, I am not as big into fantasy as most, but many people consider Star Wars sci-fantasy. Semantics I think. You have starships and energy weapons, until it's reality, I call it sci-fi :)

SQT said...

Yeah, it is semantics. Science fiction or science fact I suppose. I think most of what seems far fetched will happen one day. Computer technology alone has grown so much that it boggles the mind.

If only I thought we'd master the ability to do real magic one day.

Andrew said...

That's quite a thesis -- the use of sci-fi books (or any good book) as a way to avoid plastic surgery! :o)

Just wanted to let you know that I used your comment in one of my posts today. Thanks for your contribution!

Have a great weekend!

SQT said...

Well, it isn't so much books, sci-fi or fantasy as a means to avoid plastic surgery (or anything else unhealthy), it's more my way of suggesting that creative outlets keep up healthy. I think anything that allows us to express our creative side keeps us from spending too much time focusing inward in a way that makes us unhappy with ourselves.

Just thinking out loud basically.

Crunchy Carpets said...

One of the reasons I enjoy the sci fi I read is that for the most part..they don't go to great lengths to describe totally hot people...

The people are usually gritty and fairly normal...you can sort of imagine your cooler and cleverer self in these situations.

Then there is fantasy where I should have the bod for a chain mail bikini!

SQT said...

We should all have the body for chain-mail bikini's.

*sigh*

I used to....

jedimerc said...

I would prefer to not have a body for a chain mail bikini... just to be able to wear my Jedi Robes properly (though I'm getting there :)

I wish more people showed such discretion, especially in my line of sight at conventions... All I can say is that Tron should not have a beer-gut (awesome costume, but poor execution)

Empress Bee (of the High Sea) said...

sqt, two words: self esteem. that's it. i think if you are comfortable in your head the rest will follow. i know that sounds simplistic, but i really believe that is just it. (omg, i forgot to be funny! drat!) smiles, bee

DesLily said...

chain mail bikini's...

now that hurts just saying it!

Stewart Sternberg said...

Nice pic, but you know, if you're gonna get my attention, you're going to have to get extreme, SQT. Yeah, I'll let you think about that.

Why do people like science fiction? Why fantasy?

Because we are believers that there is something more to existence than the grays that drag us through reality. We believe in uplifting voices and the fruit of the imagination. We cry at inhumanity while upholding all that is best in who we are and who we can be.

It doesn't matter if you're a lover of faeries or a cadet aboard an outbound star rigger. It doesn't matter if you're looking for a cup of unicorn tears, or trying to initate First Contact.

Science fiction and fantasy is about hope. It's about dreams. It's about humanity writ large.

So to those who don't understand or who don't care for such fancy, go back to your styrofoam and cardboard world, enjoy your views of cold concrete and your unwelcoming sighs that bring in each new year. But for the rest of us, give us our cloak and we'll set off adventuring, in undiscovered caves here, or caves found among the stars.

"Mr Checkov...set a course. First star on the right, and straight on til morning."

DesLily said...

Ack! Stewart! one of my favorite lines for the Trek movies!!lol

Hope and Dreams... far as I'm concerned that's what sci fi and fantasy are based on.

excellent comment stewart.

DesLily said...

(floaters in the eyes suck!).. "one of my favorite lines FROM the Trek movies".. (hope I got it right this time *sigh

Stewart Sternberg said...

actually deslily, the line, from a trek movie was actually Peter Pan's instructions on where to find Neverland. In the movie, in which Kirk's age was an issue, it was an illusion to sailing off into ageless wonder.

DesLily said...

Yes, I knew that stewart.. at the time it was also leaving those of us who loved the "old guys" just a tiny bit of "hope".. that they weren't really leaving us.

hope and dreams...

Stewart Sternberg said...

In my universe, deslily, Sherlock Holmes is still sitting in his chair in the apartment at Bakers Street, listening to the sound of carriages outside...Frodo and Sam still trek toward Mordor, but their hearts remain unbroken...and Jonathan Harker still waits for a meeting at the Borgo Pass.

I'm off to follow the rabbit.