Blog Post #1: Get to Know Me (Part 1)

Hi everyone! Thomas B. Matthews here, and as a new author of Romantic Fantasy, I wanted to introduce myself and why I chose this path.

Fantasy, to me, has always been more than an escape. People often use that definition of fantasy as a means to explain the reason why we read it, but I think it’s much more. Of course, this definition could be used to describe any genre fiction out there. Where horror allows us to feel fear in what we don’t know, or don’t expect, science-fiction allows us to feel the endless possibilities of what could be. While romance allows readers to feel warmth inside of them from love the characters exude, adventure allows us to live outside the realm of possibility. Seriously, have you ever read one of those adventure novels? If I had an adventure like that, I’d never want for anything.

But what about fantasy?

I think the fantasy genre when I was growing up, pre-Lord of the Rings movie days, [I just dated myself] fantasy was something to be mocked. I was introduced to Star Wars at a young age when I first saw Return of the Jedi on television. [Strangely enough, I watched the original trilogy backwards which took all the fun out of the storytelling at first.]. And there was a general consensus that just because Star Wars took place in space, it was science-fiction. And I think for any millennial, our first foray into fantasy was either The Chronicles of Narnia, or Harry Potter. I was thirteen when I read the first Harry Potter book and there was just something about the opening novels that felt off to me. Perhaps it was because the characters were younger, and I couldn’t connect. However, at least where I grew up, fantasy was something to be mocked. Even all the great fantasy films of the 80s were nothing compared to great dramas, or even the highest of comedies.

When I first dove into fantasy, it all started with reading Lord of the Rings. I knew the movies were coming out, and the trailer intrigued me enough to look further into it. But after finishing that, I attempted other novels and I just couldn’t get into them. And as the years went by, it seemed I had small outbursts of enjoying the fantasy genre here and there. There was a brief moment where I read The Wheel of Time, The Witcher books, and The Sword of Truth, but that was also an age where those were still fairly popular. I’m not deriding anyone who reads them now, I just don’t see them having the staying power within the online community.

But I think it was the most recent bout of fantasy that got me back into this in full swing. It all started with [drum roll for the predictable] A Court of Thorns and Roses. I heard about this book series on Instagram [shocker] and while I didn’t know a lot about it, I decided to look into it. When I first mentioned it to Jenn, my wife, her eyes widened. She hadn’t read the book either, but it had a sort of reputation in her line of work. [She’s a librarian.]. After doing some digging, I found the series on Hoopla and downloaded the first book. And for the first four hours,…I was bored. I admit, I almost quit, but something kept me there. Perhaps it was the presence the book had all over the country, the recognition that it was the next big thing. And I’m glad I stayed on. June of 2023 was when I got back into reading, and I have to admit, I’ve read more since than I’ve ever read before.

But it wasn’t until Jenn and I were headed to a famous used book store in Connecticut when she reminded me of a fantasy story I once wrote. And she even said that there were many ties to the same genre as A Court of Thorns and Roses. By this time, I was onto Throne of Glass, but Jenn had dived into the former as well. She encouraged me to go back and find the file with the stories I’d written and retool them, tighten the story, add to what’s missing, and try to publish it. It took me a bit, but I finally found the flash drive with the files on it, and printed them out only to discover that not only could I enhance the story, but that it wasn’t that bad to begin with.

But Jenn knew.

She always knew. She told me they were engaging plots, realistic characters with real-world problems that connected with her, and that she felt the magic system was unique. [Though I still debate her on that one to this day.]. But not only was I rewriting this series of books, I was also reading more modern publications. I got a chance to see what kinds of writing styles to emulate, the types of books that I wanted to sell, and the stories people wanted to read. I also learned what not to do when it came to the re-write. Some story elements were not what appealed to the broader audience any longer, some of the writing style in certain chapters were too dense when the action needed to be moving forward, and the dialogue needed to be given a new life.

And as I was giving the dialogue new life, I found that I personally had a new life. Bringing these stories back brought inspiration to me, a drive to get the project down once and for all. It was a means of showing myself that I could do it in the face of failure back when they were first written. I needed that shot in the arm to get myself going, to find the truth inside of myself that I could DO it. But as the work continued, the past caught up to my mind.

And it began to tamper with my confidence.