Well, I have been asked to take a dose of my own medicine. In accepting her nomination for the Liebster Award, BeKindRewrite requested that I answer my own five questions. Considering her thoughtful answers, this request is perfectly fair. She didn’t even tack on any new questions of her own! Yet. Maybe I shouldn’t give her ideas.
For the purpose of answering these questions, I am going to exclude anything Tolkien. This should make my answers less predictable.
1. If you could walk into a book and make a home there, where would that home be, what would it be like, and what sort of people/creatures would you try to befriend? Specifics would be fun and you can give more than one answer if you like.
I would love to live in Brockhall, from Brian Jacques’s Redwall series (I have not read them all). First off, it is in a tree and partly underground. I’ve always wanted to live in a tree and underground. It is located in a woodland, it sounds quite comfortable, and contains delicious food and talking badgers. Sure, one has to face the occasional violent hoard passing through the woods, but that’s life. The world contains squirrel militia, friendly moles and hedgehogs, and playful otters.
I would also like to see P. G. Wodehouse’s stylized 1920’s, but I am on the fence as to whether or not I would like to live there. It might be just a bit too silly.
2. Name a food you have read about, but never eaten, that you have since wanted to try. It doesn’t have to actually exist. What, in the reading, piqued your interest?
Deeper’n’Ever pie. A savory pie made of veggies. It’s fairly mundane, as far as food from a book goes (it is from the above-mentioned Redwall series), but it always sounds so homey, comforting and satisfying.
3. Do you have a favorite plant? If so, what is it and why do you like it so much?
I do. I have several, in fact.
My favorite tree is the Eastern Hemlock. No, it did not kill Socrates. That was a different Hemlock. The Eastern Hemlock is not poisonous. In any case, it is shapely, feathery, smells like spicy, piney heaven, and has pinecones the size of a penny that open or close depending on the humidity. Magnolia Grandiflora and Juniperus Virginiana come in at close seconds.
It is hard to decide my favorite flower, but I will go with the old fashion daffodil. Early, bright yellow with a long, narrow trumpet and a smell unlike any of its compatriots. Sweet, but with just enough bitterness to avoid being sickening. This particular flower, whose cultivar I do not know, is tough as nails and it opens just when I really need some brightness and sweetness after the winter gray.
My favorite non-flower, non-tree, is the Venus Fly Trap. It is kind of creepy, but awesome. I wish #@$#$%#s would stop harvesting them from the wild, else we might lose them all together. If you ever think of buying an insectivorous plant (fly-trap, sundew, pitcher plant) make sure you know where it comes from. Buy only from dealers who make it clear that they propagate their own stock.
4. What fictional character is your favorite hero (male or female), and what villain really scares you and why?
Barring anyone from the works of J. R. R. Tolkien, I would have to say Scout, from To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee. She may not do much that is “heroic” in the story, but she is telling the story, and that is a kind of heroism. I probably love Scout because I can relate to her. I was a similar mix of tom-boy, thinker and impulsive foot-in-the-mouther as a child.
Another hero of mine would be Henry V from William Shakespeare’s play of the same name. I know little about the real man, but the way he is portrayed by the Bard has oft caught my imagination. In his titular play, he shows a wide range of character, sensitive, thoughtful, courageous and stern. He makes decisions that are personally painful to him, because he believes them to be right.
As for a villain who truly frightens me, I would say Jack, from Lord of the Flies, by William Golding. It is telling that I read the book so long ago that I had forgotten his name, and the name of the protagonist. What I have not forgotten is the manipulative, violent, and vicious nature of this boy, that grows worse and worse as he deteriorates, carrying most of the other boys with him into murderous barbarism. Yes, he is only a child. In that sense, he may not be much of a threat, but the inhumanity within humanity that he represents is not to be taken lightly.
5. There is a crossroad at your feet. Behind you lies the path back to home and hearth (wherever that might be). The road directly ahead leads to a city, blue in the distance, settled among hills and on the edge of a bright inland sea. To your right lies a steep climb into old, low mountains clothed in forest and fern. To your left is rolling farmland that eventually flattens out into broad plains dappled by the clouds overhead. You can go as far as you like on any of the roads (even farther than you can see), including back home. There’s no wrong answer, only the where and why.
Ah yes. I know a little more about this theoretical place than the poor people I inflicted it on. It matters little, though, because ignorant or informed, I would go to my right. Mountains you say? Low, old, and covered in fern and tree? That is the road for me. I bet there are even hemlocks higher up, and staghorn lichen and moss.
October 7th, 2013 at 4:56 pm
I guessed several of your answers. ;-)
October 8th, 2013 at 6:54 am
You know me well. :)
October 7th, 2013 at 7:58 pm
Brockhall does sound awfully cozy. I have Mossflower, but that’s the only Jacques I’ve read. Good clean fun – love the accents.
And this makes me wish even more I could talk about plants like you do! That’s such a writerly quality. Whereas I’m like “There were a bunch of trees.”
Okay, it’s not that bad, but nearly. I need to write about moss and lichens and toadstools and things.
I think the fact that Jack is a child makes him even more scary. Not really that it makes us afraid of Jack, himself, but of what anyone who seems innocent and harmless can become under certain circumstances. And that people will follow them. Like Midnight, in Doctor Who season 4.
October 8th, 2013 at 7:00 am
I love the Brian Jacques books that I have read, but I was always bothered by his concept of “vermin.” Even assuming he meant them to represent people who have made certain choices instead of ethnic or ideological groups of people, the idea that none of them, ever, can be redeemed or good, is problematic. Otherwise, though, his books give me a warm, content feeling when I read them.
Ah, write what you know. I write about plants because I love them so darn much, but to some people that might just be boring. Seems to me, though, that if you are writing about something you are interested in, and are careful not to overdo it, then it will probably be interesting to others, too. Seriously, though. If you ever need help with a question of ecology or botany, let me know. I love that kind of stuff!
This is true. There is something terrifying in the potential for cruelty that children have. A kind of reminder that even our innocence is tainted.
October 8th, 2013 at 3:51 pm
Have you seen this site? I don’t know how you feel about cooking (or how good these are) but there are 2 or 3 recipes for Deeper’n’Ever pie. http://www.redwall.net/kitchen/index.html
October 10th, 2013 at 7:11 am
I think I have, at one point. As tasty as some of the recipes sound, I have to wonder if I would be disappointed. After all, it would be tough for the food to live up to the expectations!