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Monday
Nov012010

Teeny Tiny Genres

If you call yourself a writer, the first  question everyone asks is What Do You Write? I started answering this by saying 'Genre Fiction', meaning I was writing science fiction or fantasy or mysteries, not books about gardening or how I found love in a villa in Italy.

It's a pity this answer isn't acceptable. People want to know which genre, because most only read in one or perhaps two categories. ("Oh, I only read mysteries." Why? Are you afraid you might find a non-mystery you like?)

Genre fiction is now divided into small categories, which are subdivided again and again, so it is possible to send an agent a story defined as 'mid-range urban fantasy romance' or 'steampunk space opera with zombies' and not have the recipient blink. These divisions persist all the way to the bookstore's display tables and to amazon's website, so I wonder how many readers there are who ONLY read steampunk and absolutely nothing else. Surely, they sneak in a cozy or two when no one is looking?

I read (and purchase in hardback, ha!) science fiction from space opera to sociological, fantasy of all sorts, mystery stories both hard-boiled to cozy, thrillers, autobiographies, gardening, critical essays, poetry, and a book on how to play competitive Scrabble. That's a selection from the closest bookshelf and only what I can see without craning my neck.

So it seems a shame to categorize what I write, because that's the last thing that happens. I have an idea, I see a character dealing with a problem, I build a world around the idea and the character, and then I write the story. The only criteria for me is I must be interested enough in the story to stick around to tell it. With a novel, that's a minimum of a year, and a maximum of who knows? So when I'm finally done, that's when I say, oh, this one is a fantasy. And that's what I try to sell it as. But to me, it's a story, not a genre.

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