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Young Adult Science Fiction Dreams of My Youth

February 04, 2009  Author: Anthony Pacheco Category: The Craft   2 Comments

Sylvia Louise Engdahl’s books really dug into my little developing brain back then, and I am re-reading her wonderful books. The current one at the top of the book pile is The Far Side of Evil.

This book is so good it hurts. Literally. It is a book a writer reads and thinks, “My prose will never be that good.”

In my younger days, this would have sunk me into a depression. I would have quit writing. How could I ever hope to master The Craft to the point where every single word on every single page sings with a compelling story the way Engdahl’s prose pierces one’s heart?

Now I am older, and sometimes wiser, or at least occasionally coherent, or, perhaps, slyly contemplative. I can wallow in the world of limitations because I can see beyond those very self-imposed limitations. The blankness of the screen before me begs for letters. The letters are composed of words, then sentences, and suddenly a story is there, almost like magic, but it is not magic, it is me, raw me. I cannot stop this wondrous ability anymore than I could stop breathing.

My prose will never be that good. The standard, however, is set. Like Engdahl’s visionary fiction, I can see beyond the line I used to draw for myself. Sometimes I close my eyes and see stars made of words, and the words swirl around like fire-motes in a sunspot, singing music in a timeless dance of fire and passion.

2 comments on: Young Adult Science Fiction Dreams of My Youth

  1. Alex Moore February 4, 2009 at 8:30 pm

    beautifully said. i must say that your writing continues to evolve, almost as if you’re methodically buffing out every rough edge, and it’s a delight to read.

  2. Anthony February 5, 2009 at 9:26 am

    (blush)

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