In my life I have had many fantasies. Fantasy jobs, houses, vacations and boyfriends…but it wasn’t until my fantasy boyfriend became a reality that I would ever give Fantasy novels a try. Now…I’m hooked. I finished my first, Stardust by Neil Gaiman and immediately ordered 5 more from the library. There is something appealing in the guilty pleasure of escaping into a world where faries are real and swooning boys will do anything to win the hearts of their true loves. Stardust was a quick read, finished in just a couple of hours. The next up, however, are longer, and heavier in nature. Well, some are heavier in nature. I’m pretty sure my Terry Pratchett stack will be far more humorous than heavy. Not to worry, I won’t running off to join the church of Scientology or filling my room with crystals anytime soon, but my chick-lit to-read list will certainly be on the back burner for a little while while I spend some time in a new Fantasy.