was what it felt like when I read Lev Grossman's 'The Magicians'. It's this incredible, set-in-the-real-world Harry Potter + Narnia story. It makes its borrowings fairly obvious - in fact, if you're not familiar with the originals, it probably won't make any sense to you. But all the questions that it asks are the ones that you may have asked while reading those books - or as you got older, at least. Its magic without the hero's journey, as would probably be done by a normal person -a rather depressed person- a slow disintegration from family, the withdrawal from the rest of the world, as everything becomes too easy - magic is a little like too much money, no?
The lazy period of trying to figure out what to do with your life, now that you can do anything. The fear of going on alone - the greed over a discovery made - desire not to share. And the things that you can't solve with magic - relationships, death, bad judgement, past mistakes.
I guess that's the best analogy I can make - those who stand around waiting for something that will change their lives for them - make everything better - magic, money, miracles - will always be wishing for something to make their lives better - and those who do something with what they've got - well, those are the Muggles, and they'll go on - happily or otherwise - regardless of the magic
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