Science Fiction vs. Fantasy
Liza, Thank you for having me here today. Here's my take on your question:
What are
the differences between science fiction and fantasy? Many.
Science Fiction
Setting: Space or a future earth or other planet, typically, in the
future. Characters can be robots, aliens, etc.
Weapons: laser guns, light sabers, etc.
Travel: Spaceships, teleports, rockets,
etc.
Government: Kings, Ambassadors, Democracy, Dictatorship – a
smorgasbord of anything or everything.
Based on: Probable facts and science
Fantasy
Setting: Typically, in the past or in pre-industrial civilization.
Characters are witches, wizards, dragons, anything supernatural, mythical, or
magical.
Weapons: Swords, knifes, staves, bow
& arrows, magic
Travel: magic carpets, unicorns, dragons or any other animal (real
or imagined), teleportation, etc.
Government: Monarchy – there may be other types in fantasy novels,
but I haven’t read one yet.
Based on: Imagination, magic and/or the improbable
To quote Orson Scott
Card: “The difference between science fiction and
fantasy … is simply this: science fiction has rivets and fantasy has trees.”
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What are
the similarities?
Theme: Both deal with a struggle
between good and evil.
Escapism: Both have unknown worlds or time, and can help the reader
escape the modern world.
Genre: Both are lumped into the same varied genre: Sci-Fi for
short, which also includes many others such as: Cyperpunk, Epic Fantasy,
Historical Fantasy, Contemporary or Urban Fantasy, Science Fantasy, Space Opera,
Speculative Fiction, Military Science Fiction, and more.
Merging: Several books merge both Science Fiction and Fantasy
elements. The most popular and one that I love is Star Wars. The setting is
Science Fiction as are the light sabors. But the evil emperor, rescuing the
princess, and using the ‘force’ are fantasy aspects to me.
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Readership:
This could go into either the differences or the similarities categories. Many
readers love both genres. Some are strictly one or the other.
For me, I love watching TV/Movies that are
Science Fiction or Fantasy. However, I only enjoy reading fantasy or the
merging of both. Not sure why. I guess I’d rather see spaceships zooming
overhead.
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Which
came first?
Some would say Fantasy, because of
The Iliad, Odyssey, Epic
of Gilgamesh, etc. However, what
about the cave drawings of spacemen, alien-like beings, and spaceships? So
either aliens or time travel is real ( a topic for another time – pun intended)
or our ancestors had active science fiction imaginations long before fantasy/
magic ones – or the science fiction lovers were the artistic ones J
What about you? Do you prefer
one or the other? Or do you love Science Fiction and Fantasy equally?
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Liza: Thanks Andrea. That cleared the matter up as best as one can when the two like to merge into one and suddenly there's a robot marrying a fairey. Now let me share in return a bit about Andrea Cooper and her fabulous books:
Viking Fire Blurb: In 856 CE, Ireland is a land of myth, magic,
and blood. Viking raiders have fought the Irish for over half a century. Rival
Irish clans promise only betrayal and carnage.
Kaireen, daughter of
Laird Liannon, is suddenly forced into an arranged marriage with her sworn
enemy, a Viking. She refuses to submit. With no mention of love, only land and
the protection of her clan, she endeavors to get her betrothed banished from
her country. Will love find its way around her stubborn heart?
Bram, the Viking, finds
himself without future or inheritance as a younger son in his family. A
marriage to the Laird’s daughter would grant him land if he swears fidelity and
if his men will fight along with the Liannons against any foe—Irish or Viking.
However, the Laird’s feisty daughter only holds animosity for him and his kind.
Is marriage worth the battle scars of such a relentless opponent?
With the blame for a
rival laird’s death treacherously set against the Liannons, Kaireen and Bram
must find a way to lay aside their differences as an unforeseen darkness sends
death snapping at their heels.
Viking Fire Excerpt
Chapter One Ireland 856 CE (condensed)
“I renounce Father for
this.” Kaireen threw the elderberry gown.
“Shame on you and your
children for speaking such.” Her handmaid, Elva, gathered the damask and then
dusted off the rushes. “It’s a wonder one of the clim has not scolded you from
your hearth for such talk.”
“No, curse Father for a
fool.” She plopped on her bed and a goose feather floated away. With a huff,
she leaned against the oak headboard. Red curtains puffed like a robin’s chest
around oak poles supporting her wooden canopy.
Her bare feet brushed
against the stone floor.
“You know your da arranged
a marriage within a season.” Elva smirked.
Kaireen shook her head.
“To another land holder,” and waved a hand in disgust, “not t-this heathen.
Twice they raided our land in the last month alone. Now father wants me as wife
to one of them?” She clenched her fists. “No, I will not marry this Viking.”
Elva smiled, reminding
Kaireen of the rumors of her handmaid’s uncanny foresight.
Whispers of Elva making
strange things happen and often blamed as the cause of
Kaireen’s stubborn
refusal to behave as a laird’s daughter should.
“You’ve not seen him
yet.” Elva wiggled her brows.
“So?” Kaireen shrugged.
“I would like to never see him.”
“Well then, would you not
like to know if you have a handsome husband or not?” She waited for her
response, but Kaireen scowled. Elva chuckled. “I would rather get a good look
at him now than the morning after.”
Kaireen’s ears heated. “I
am not marrying.” She shook her head for emphasis. “So there will be no
morning, nor night, nor wedding.”
“If he is handsome, I may
fight you for him.” Elva smiled, deepening the wrinkles around her eyes.
“Welcome to him either
way.” Kaireen laughed.
The Garnet Dagger Blurb: Everyone knows what happens when a vampire
bites a human…but what if the victim is Elvin?
Forbidden
to cross the Elvin barrier into human lands, Brock cannot sate his curiosity.
Cursed by a vampyre bite that forces him to feed on the life-essence of others,
he is unable to touch another without taking their life. Chained by prophesy,
he must find a witch, pierce her heart, and draw her blood for his cure.
Celeste must escape the monks who have held her prisoner for years. Her magic has been kept dormant by her captors. An ancient powerful Warloc craves her powers. If he succeeds in devouring her magic, she and his world will die.
When Brock falls in love with Celeste before realizing her demise is his cure, will love triumph over his desire to be healed? Will he risk everything to save her from a Warloc, an oath breaker, who also wants her dead?
Celeste must escape the monks who have held her prisoner for years. Her magic has been kept dormant by her captors. An ancient powerful Warloc craves her powers. If he succeeds in devouring her magic, she and his world will die.
When Brock falls in love with Celeste before realizing her demise is his cure, will love triumph over his desire to be healed? Will he risk everything to save her from a Warloc, an oath breaker, who also wants her dead?
I’ve known death. For
over half a millennia, I escorted many to death at the end of my sword. In the
eyes of the dying, I watched it shroud them. Foolishly, I thought many more
eras would pass before death came for me. It came so swiftly that I could not
run; I could not escape. At a village, dressed in human clothes, I took in
everything.
I delayed my return to my
people as I watched human jugglers bounce torches and knifes. It was autumn
equinox and the festivities would continue well into the night. Children
laughed as they chased each other. A trail of leaves from their costumes
twirled after them. It was dark when I reached the forest.
I
hiked slower than my normal speed, so as not to startle whatever human called
out. My leather boots crunched upon dried, diseased leaves and bark. Horrified,
I glanced up. Branches twisted around each
other to suffocating. Lifeless limbs cracked in the wind. Flesh of the trees
sloughed off in layers, exposing its bones. Gashes hollowed out chunks of
warmth. Fragments of leaves clung to finger tips, marking sepulchers of the
dying trees. Trees mourned with wails like splitting wood, and I brought my
hands over my ears. I must flee before I became infected, they told me. Flee
before the stain of this defilement creeps into you, they warned. Trees spoke
to my kind, always had. Yet these trees were in such agony of death that I
could not breathe. Felt as though my lungs had folded in on themselves, like a
moth unable to break loose from its cocoon.
Cooper, Andrea R.
(2013-03-25). The Garnet Dagger (Crimson Romance) (Kindle Locations 60-67). F+W
Media. Kindle Edition.
Andrea’s Bio: Growing up in Houston, Texas, Andrea has always
created characters and stories. But it wasn't until she was in her late
twenties that she started writing novels.
What happened that ignited the writing flame in her fingers?
Divorced, and disillusioned by love songs and stories. They exaggerate. She
thought. Love and Romance are not like that in the real world. Then she met her
husband and realized, yes love and romance are exactly like the songs and
stories say. She is now a happy wife, and a mom to three kids (two boys and a
girl).
Andrea writes paranormal and historical romance. When not
writing or reading, one may find Andrea dancing in Zumba.
She believes in the power of change and counting each moment
as a blessing. But most importantly, she
believes in love.
Twitter: @AndreaRCooper
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Liza,
ReplyDeleteThank you for having me on your blog today.
You are always welcomed.
DeleteI'm in love with fantasy but Sci-fi also pulls at my heart. I think it's because anything is possible. Both show us that whether in the past with magic or in the future with lasers, we can still find romance, justice and love.
ReplyDeleteWell said. Much of the past sci fi has been void of romance, and was thus lacking a main part of reality.
DeleteI like both. They each challenge the mind and show us what could be or what might have been.
ReplyDeleteWell said! I have profound commenters today. I like it!
DeleteBrenna,
DeleteThanks for coming by. I love both too, but writing & reading it's fantasy or merging genres that I'm addicted to.
I LOVE her spunky attitude. Great breakdown between the genres too!
ReplyDelete:)
Bobbi
Thanks for the great definitions, Andrea. I can never work out which is which so now I have a clearer picture. Not sure which one I like better - depends on the story. And where does steampunk fit as it is often science fictionish too? And I am a devoted fan of Andrea's books!
ReplyDeleteJoanna,
DeleteI like Liza's response on your question :)
Thank you for coming by.
Liza's opinion of steampunk. I think it's science fantasy because it goes back to the past and creates a world that never quite existed with technology advances that never quite developed. In otherwords, an alternative world where humans went off in a slightly different way. However, the focus on technology may qualify it as a merged genre. We'll have to wait and get the expert's opinion.
ReplyDeleteI like the name science fantasy for steampunk.
DeleteI haven't tried steampunk - anyone know of a good author to try?
DeleteExcellent post, ladies! Andrea, thank you for Orson Scott Card's quote; I had never heard that one. I love both sci-fi and fantasy - and time travel... did I mention time travel? Andrea, much continued success and many, many sales.
ReplyDeleteDeborah,
DeleteThank you. And I like time travel too :)
Interesting. I tweeted.
ReplyDeleteElla,
DeleteThank you. :)
Thanks for stopping by Ella
DeleteGreat post, Andrea. Loved Orson Scott Card's quote... I'm a huge fan of his stories.
ReplyDeleteT.F., Thank you. I am too. I can't wait to read your novel, Cloaked in Fur.
DeleteMe too. I love his books
DeleteThanks for the thoughts on steampunk. Annie Seaton has written a couple of steampunk books - Winter of the Passion Flower and Summer of the Moon Flower which will give you a taste of steampunk, Andrea. The jury is still out on whether I like that genre or not.
ReplyDeleteJoanna,
DeleteThank you for the recommendations.