Stigma Stinks: A Love Letter to Novelizations of Films and Television
I’m sure most people who love stories relate to the experience of finishing a great piece of content and wishing they could have something else, anything, that would allow them to exist within that world for just one more millisecond. Many times, I end up watching or reading the same thing over and over again, trying to drink up as much of it as I possibly can, searching for hidden clues I’ve never noticed before. I argue that doing so does not diminish the quality of the work, does not detract from the artfulness of the story, so why do people believe that taking a film or television show and adapting it to a book format makes that book a meaningless endeavor?