I’m in the midst of writing a play that makes use of fantasy and surrealism, and also in the middle of writing a novel that does the same. So I’ve been drawn to other writers who make use of these devices to write reality in a way that becomes more real than realistic straight narrative.
Aimee Bender’s The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake uses a single fantastic device — a psychic ability to feel in food the feelings of those who have had a hand in growing, cooking, and transporting it — as a metaphor for the ways we touch each other inadvertently, clumsily, deeply, ineradicably with the atmospheres we carry and bestow. Bender packs rich, realistic detail into this tale of a lonely young girl and then come the psychic gifts which at first appear as a curse, all told in high metaphor and fabulous imagery. The book is like a movie made at Pixar, animated and intelligent, universal and not cloying.
I gravitate to reading and writing reality increasingly in metaphor and fantasy because it tells the truth better than facts. And nothing gives you more of a sense of your own reality than finding yourself in a character between the covers of a book. For one thing, it’s an experience that lasts longer than the longest movie. And if you have a vivid imagination, the images are as memorable as any movie’s — more for those of us who are verbally oriented.
What shall we call it? Reality in Flight??
