5.8.11 | By: Megan Langham

Days Four and Five of Fifteen Days: Inspiration and Least Favourites

Due to a combination of Lovely Warm Weather, Pressing Obligations, and Time Misspent On Trivialities, I missed yesterday's challenge. But that's all right. I shall simply cram the two challenges, both today's and yesterday's, into one post. No worries and no pressure and nothing's the matter.

A novel or author that has inspired something in your writing style.

Dim lamplight falls on Megan's books, scattered here, there, and everywhere, from table to floor (the horror!). She peers across her desk at her bookshelf, squinting to make out the titles. None of them ring a bell; there isn't one single book that she can point to as having had a definitive impact on the way she uses words. Up until a few years ago--four, to be exact--her style was fluid, and not in a good way; it changed with every wind. Then one day when the stars were aligned she wrote a short story based on a fairytale, and there it was: her writing style. It has altered (and hopefully improved) in small ways since, but it has never drastically changed.

It is hard to say what exactly brought about this sudden transformation. Circumstantial evidence points to both Tolkien and Rosemary Sutcliff, as it was about this time that she first encountered their writings (or at any rate took them to her heart). Certainly her writing still bears their marks. 

It would seem, then, that these two authors are the ones most responsible for revealing Megan's innate word-crafting in its truest form. And Megan may consider that an honour, though they needn't. She would give an ear to be as witchingly descriptive as Sutcliff, and the other ear to be as richly detailed as Tolkien; but her style isn't theirs, it's hers, and in the interests of literary variety that's all to the good.

Your least favourite character you've written. 

Megan's most despised character is not her wickedest. He is wicked, but he is not painfully interesting like Lord Iorweth and Jon Davies, who each demand a good deal of sympathy in spite of their sins. Perhaps if Megan had given him some sort of motivation beyond lust and cruelty he might have turned out less despicable, but who is to say? His name is Marius: some of you may remember him as Rhiannon's smooth-voiced seducer from "The Readiest Road". (In fact, a certain some of you expressed a strong desire to make him into little pieces with a bread-knife. Such is Megan's readership, ladies and gentlepeeps! Any blame for her bloodthirsty propensities must attach to them.)

At any rate, Megan fully remembers his beginning. It is not a very pleasant memory. To be honest, it is always startling to her whenever a villain springs into being so naturally, so easily; somehow it feels wrong that tortured evil is easier to replicate than blissful good. Marius was both of these and neither; he was more along the lines of blissful evil, which is profoundly disgusting. Megan can feel pity even for arch-villains, but there is something about the oily and smooth-tongued and deceptively beautiful man that thoroughly repulses her, no less when he is her own creation. 

2 missives:

Josiphine said...

I laughed out loud at the 'bread knife'. Good work!

Megan L. said...

Thank you, my dear!

I can't take credit for the bread-knife, though--that was a friend of mine, and I remembered it because it was brilliant and indicative of what I would have liked to do to Marius (but couldn't, for obvious reasons).

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