Borrowed from @orsonscottcard ; The Enemy’s Gate is Down #EndersGame


Perhaps there are tests to complete and qualifications to earn before you can call yourself a fantasy fiction writer.  I felt compelled to read the Lord of the Rings trilogy. I loathed the details of physical battles, but I appreciated the trials and tribulations of a hero’s journey.

I also felt it was imperative I read Ender’s Game.

Did I knot my hands into a tense ball as I read?  Yes.

Did I want to cry when Ender cried?  Yes.

Did I feel repulsed, disgusted, and close to vomiting?  Yes.

But I cheered him on all the same.

I don’t guess the end of a book or series because I love being surprised.  I don’t have any patience – I usually refuse to read a book in a series until all the books have been published (which is why Game of Thrones is killing me! *Shakes fist at George R. R. Martin*).  I devoured Ender’s Game in two days.  Orson Scott Card surprised me at every twist and turn.  It was wonderful.

Since reading great fantasy fiction is a prerequisite for writing it, I’m sure Orson Scott Card read J. R. R. Tolkien and others read Card’s masterpieces.  One parallel I found overwhelming was the one between Ender’s Game and The Hunger Games.

The faces of children recognizable in the vicious wolves?  A school that spins like the arena in the 75th Hunger Games?  Power in the hands of a group that can manipulate the rules?  An innately good protagonist who doesn’t realize his actions can cause immediate chaos and death?

Both enjoyable.

Now I can’t stop calling my cat a “bugger.”  He’s not amused.



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