Few people somehow do not get taken up in the wave of nostalgia these days. Which is a shame, because, in my opinion in which I speak for none but myself, nostalgia is overrated. The rose-tinted glasses we wear have a bad habit of drowning out the flaws in the things we loved in our younger days. As fond as I am of Star Wars, the series as a whole has a problem with presentation of everyone that isn’t white, male, and straight. (While I am aware it has gotten better as of late, everything that came after The Rise of Skywalker has not held my interest at all.) And, really, it’s not hard to find other space operas about plucky rebels taking on much larger galactic empires with suspiciously similar white, straight, male leads who gets the girl at the end. It’s just frustrating that it took this long to acknowledge these flaws and course correct well after my interest as died out and I searched for more interesting speculative fiction by the likes of N.K. Jemisen and Benjanun Sriduangkaew. More specifically, searching out works by queer and or non-white perspectives that are often passed over in the mainstream. Part of the fun of reading something new is getting situations one is not familiar with. Putting ourselves in the shoes of another, to put it simply without belaboring the point too much.
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AuthorC.D. Clark is an author always dreaming of distant worlds while reminiscing about events that have never happened. Thoughts, writing advice, and perspectives worth a quark. Archives
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