I didn't want readers to have to make allowances for what they couldn't see, but to be able to say to themselves that the fabric of the magic detailed was perfectly believable.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
It seemed to me that you make magic real by making it a little prosaic, a little difficult and disappointing - never quite as glamorous as the other characters imagine.
I find revealing the secrets of magic quite reprehensible.
I think every fantasy reader secretly believes they know how magic works.
The 'indistinguishable from magic' thing is highly dependent on where a viewer is looking from and not something intrinsic to any particular sort of tech.
It is the unspoken ethic of all magicians to not reveal the secrets.
I seem to be quite drawn to the medieval, magical fantasies, as it were.
I have to assume that everybody interprets a piece of art they're exposed to as if it's already perfect in its wholeness, without knowing any backstory.
I see the world as a magical place. Therefore, it was only natural that magic wafted from my fiction like smoke.
All that mankind has done, thought or been: it is lying as in magic preservation in the pages of books.
The very idea of supernatural magic - including miracles - is incoherent, devoid of sensible meaning.