Envy me: I'm reading Lois Bujold for the first time. Her descriptions are wonderful. Without toilsomeness, she's put me in a world that's like the 19th century American West, with magic and exotic twists. Her Patrollers are like gypsy cowboys; her Farmers out of the Little House books. I wonder if the pictures in her head resemble those she's put in mine? It doesn't matter, of course; it's not as if I'll be cinematographer for a motion picture of her books.
If an author doesn't describe the characters, well, it's not a deal breaker, but I prefer it if she/he does. Same with the settings. Give me plenty of (fresh and well-placed) sense details. The joy of reading isn't just to find out what happens; it's to be immersed in a world--of someone else's imagining. I don't want to fill it in. And to those who see description as being like a speed bump in the story, I ask: What's the hurry? It's a book! Enjoy!
If an author doesn't describe the characters, well, it's not a deal breaker, but I prefer it if she/he does. Same with the settings. Give me plenty of (fresh and well-placed) sense details. The joy of reading isn't just to find out what happens; it's to be immersed in a world--of someone else's imagining. I don't want to fill it in. And to those who see description as being like a speed bump in the story, I ask: What's the hurry? It's a book! Enjoy!
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