Well, I'm writing a fantasy. And my second project is slated to be a fantasy. But does that mean I prefer it?
I don't. I like fantasy and reality the same. But the books I read tend more often than not to be fantasy because I prefer books that provide some form of escapism. Something that doesn't relate to my life in any way (exception: Asian-American literature, and we'll get to that). Of course, don't get the idea that my family is in dire financial straits and I'm in an abusive relationship and my parents neglected me as a child. My life is totally fine, and I count my blessings.
Still, a book should take me away somewhere, make me believe in the world it presents. This includes fantasy (most obviously), and maybe some genres you wouldn't think of. A good thriller. A historical romance. Dystopic fiction. That sort of thing. I don't like contemporary stuff. I hate to use this term, but I don't know how else to define it: chick lit. I have read good chick lit. I just don't go out of my way to read something that isn't recommended in that "genre" (again, I don't like the idea of chick lit being a genre, because there's no such thing as manly lit, so the term is stupid). I had a wonderful high school experience, and I am incredibly NOT into things like Gossip Girl etc.
Ha, that was the worst answer to the question ever.
Okay, FINE. I guess, I prefer fantasy. Harry Potter, Twilight, Percy Jackson, Narnia: all of this stuff is lovely. To be specific, urban fantasy is better in my mind because it provides just enough reality to make me think, "Wow, I could almost believe there really is a Camp Half-Blood" or "Maybe one day I can find that magical wardrobe!" I grew up with Harry Potter, and when I was eleven, I half-hoped I would get that Hogwarts letter. (This right here is going to provide the anti-magic, psycho book-banning people plenty of fodder for labeling HP a product of the devil.)
Also, fantasy is good because it puts characters in situations where their true meddle is tested. In drastic ways. You don't get these drastic tests in reality-based books. I will go ahead and incite some controversy by saying that fighting a dragon is harder than anything you'll encounter in a high school scenario. Fighting a dragon who is your mother turned insane by a witch is EVEN HARDER.
I said earlier the only exception I have to this rule is Asian-American literature. I am always on a hunt for this stuff (particularly Chinese lit). For those of you who can read/write Chinese, I mean AA lit in English. For example: The Joy Luck Club, The Fold, Wait for Me, Seeing Emily, etc. I have a fascination for the AA experience and how it relates to my own. Maybe because sometimes, I need to know other people understand what it means to grow up American in a Chinese household. This is more than generational gap, people. This is cultural, linguistic, moral gap. Literary therapy is much needed.
And that's all. My disclaimer, as always, is up top: "unorganized observations" and nobody wins at unorganized posts like I do.
Let's get this battle going. Fantasy or reality?
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