That’s it. It’s done. With the publication of a new version of the classic Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte sporting a cover to make it look like a Twilight novel, and a cover blurb proclaiming it to be Edward and Bella’s favorite book, I hereby declare Twilight dead. Or undead. I don’t care, it’s just over.
Fantasy has always been cyclical. I read an interview with Midori Snyder in which she said that she wrote the Oran trilogy (which you should all go read. Right now. I’m serious about that.) because at the time she came on the scene as a fantasy author, it was just expected that you would write a trilogy, so she did. So, I don’t feel bad about saying that this cycle is officially over. It’s time for something beyond vampires, whether they be brooding or bestial, dreamy or demonic, being slain or being seduced. It’s just time for something new.
So, dear readers, my question to you is: If you could only read variations on the same novel for the next five years, what kind of novel would you want it to be? Or, more politely, what under-appreciated fantasy sub-genre most deserves to go viral?