“Why don’t you write science fiction?”
It’s a surprisingly common question, and a logical one. Even as I write this post, I’m wearing a ThinkGeek shirt that says Look At Me Still Talking When There’s Science To Do. I love science and math and geeky stuff. It would make absolute sense that I ought to write science fiction instead of fantasy and paranormal.
Except . . .
Well, science has rules. Hard ones. And my love of science means that I want to play by its rules. You have to have a certain level of plausibility in science fiction that makes it credible. In fantasy/paranormal, you make the rules. Admittedly, I do my best to make my magic play nice with some science (more plausible magic than practical magic, so to speak) but I like to make up my own realities.
That being said, floating in the ether of my brain-i-verse (I dub it a term!) is a sci-fi realm. It hasn’t quite had its big bang moment yet, and it only exists as a very short little scene blurb between two characters and a computer. I even have a bit of info on the aforementioned computer. Maybe as my knowledge of science expands, I might expand my personal universe.
For now, I will stick to throwing fireballs and turning magic loose on New York. I have so much more fun in my reality. 🙂