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The Magic of Historical Fiction

The Magic of Historical Fiction
(There may be many other reasons to love historical fiction,
and seeing how itโ€™s so incredibly popular, there must be. I’ve touched upon a few, so tell me if you agree or have anything to add!)
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It took a lot of restraint for me to only pick one
Literature course at the university. The first class went on and on about
historical fiction and its appeal, in the context of Shakespeare’s plays. It’s
a topic I happen to have been wondering about for a long time now. It’s been
maybe a year since my obsession with fantasy gravitated completely onto
historical fiction.
For the past three months, I have been obsessed (and that is
still an understatement) with the Iliad, in its original form and as a retelling
and reimagining. I suppose that we cannot call the Iliad strictly history; to
have Pallas Athena actively and literally intervening on the side of the Greeks
is naturally impossible. But that’s the thing about history. None of us (ordinary
people) really know what happened, and it is this guesswork and mulling over
the true truths and made-up truths that adds its foremost magic to historical
fiction.
We all want a taste of the past. I certainly do. Looking
through old family photos and imagining the lives of all the generations before
is my favourite pastime. I love trinkets – the seashells that my father and I found at the beach, my mother’s wedding jewellery, an old
greeting card – everything is made up of memories and because memories
are rare and easily lost, they are important. A book retelling history makes rare memories accessible. A good historical novel lets you remember a past you never lived and that’s a charm that no other
fiction possesses.
History, as most of us learn it, is dull. History from
museums is fact. History from novels is life. While historical fiction may not mention
every political action taken by great leader, itโ€™ll mention his favourite
colour. Historical fiction turns boring details into colourful stories. It
makes you realize that remembering dates and the names of a myriad treaties is
good, but accuracy and origins (as my Shakespeare professor said) are
immaterial when placed next to the emotions attached to and invoked by history:
these are feelings that we rarely find in an information-oriented classroom
setting, feelings too undefined to be taught but worth experiencing. Historical
fiction will make you love the past and quite possibly, thank God you live in
the present.
In the past, or at least the distant past, life had an
altogether different meaning. An incomprehensible simplicity and an unlikely
danger. For all the aforementioned sluggishness of text-book history, the past was difficult
and exciting! Look at all its pop culture representations if you doubt me, Achilles and Henry VIII and Spartacus. That’s the obvious reason to love historical fiction!
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