Showing posts with label Twig. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Twig. Show all posts
Sunday, January 01, 2012
"Immortality" by Seether Is a Cover
This is a skillful cover of "Immortality" by Pearl Jam. I like this song. I like the Pearl Jam version too. They're different but both good.
I'm featuring the Pearl Jam version in the sort of meditation soundtrack thingy to my novel. I'm not sure what purpose it will serve or how it will be executed but I'm compiling a soundtrack to my novel. I like music. It helps me think in pictures and I think that the poetry sometimes adds to the story. "Immortality" for instance is about the darker side of immortality, which is a major theme in my novel. I've decided to make Pearl Jam's "Immortality" the opening track of my novel's soundtrack--a decision I may rethink, but it's a good idea right now. This decision has led me to ask myself a few questions. First, is this too obvious a choice so that people will be tipped off about the whole rest of some of the more mysterious parts of the novel? Second, will anyone even notice ever? Third, does anyone ever think about this kind of stuff? I don't know.
Okay, yeah, go new year!
Friday, December 02, 2011
"Lukin" by Pearl Jam AND Yesterday on Heralds
"Lukin" is such an odd song. Yeah...
Yesterday on Heralds (http://lithnmark.blogspot.com/2011/12/chapter-one-part-four.html):
Twig dscovered that his various stays that he relied on to guide his action compass, as it were, do not exist. His army, the Zombie Corps, is lost--the War has been over for years--his family wants nothing to do with him. All he has left is a granddaughter's wish that the cold world might be warmed, and he has a name to put to a faceless enemy: Ferryman. Ferryman is the god of death. Not that our hero finds that disouraging in the slightest.
Twig dscovered that his various stays that he relied on to guide his action compass, as it were, do not exist. His army, the Zombie Corps, is lost--the War has been over for years--his family wants nothing to do with him. All he has left is a granddaughter's wish that the cold world might be warmed, and he has a name to put to a faceless enemy: Ferryman. Ferryman is the god of death. Not that our hero finds that disouraging in the slightest.
This is a variation on the classic Call to Adventure portion in the Hero's Journey defined by Joseph Campbell. Campbell's observations of myth suggest that the hero ought to deny the call to adventure. I'm writing it so that Twig embraces adventure. He has been left in the cold, literally and figuratively, by the mightier-than-thou powers that be who would have called him to adventure. Left to his own devices, Twig decides his own adventure, Jason Bourne style.
Granola of the day: Cinnamon Raison.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
What He Is Not
Novel updated: http://lithnmark.blogspot.com/2011/11/chapter-one-part-three.html
In this chunk, Twig speaks for a while with his daughter, Widow Lockwood, and his granddaughter, Trilby. He explains a few things that he is not, and begins to hint by exclusion at what he is. He is not a Holy Assassin--one of that order organized of old to be in thrall to Ferryman and help him in his grisly work of collecting men ready to die. We learn by hints that Twig surely killed Holy Assassins who had been hunting him. From them, Twig got his clothes.
I had trouble writing the scene clearly because I forgot to introduce Widow Lockwood by name till half of the way through. Whoops. Must remember not to do that in the future.
In this chunk, Twig speaks for a while with his daughter, Widow Lockwood, and his granddaughter, Trilby. He explains a few things that he is not, and begins to hint by exclusion at what he is. He is not a Holy Assassin--one of that order organized of old to be in thrall to Ferryman and help him in his grisly work of collecting men ready to die. We learn by hints that Twig surely killed Holy Assassins who had been hunting him. From them, Twig got his clothes.
I had trouble writing the scene clearly because I forgot to introduce Widow Lockwood by name till half of the way through. Whoops. Must remember not to do that in the future.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)