Showing posts with label the penslayer. Show all posts
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Monday, July 16, 2012

In Which I Meet Brilliance Herself...

Today I am pleased as punch (and tickled pink) to have Jennifer Freitag here on The Inkpen Authoress for an interview! As suggested by the name of her blog, Jenny frequently takes the role of Penslayer. I cannot begin to tell you how many times I've become complacent and rather smug over my own writing, only to follow an innocent-looking link to one of her posts and find murder at the other end, in the form of soul-snatching beauty. :) I think it is safe to say that of all the authors I know personally, Jenny is the one who has most effected my sense of Beauty and Soul in writing. She is--to my adoring, amateur mind, at least--a modern-day, female C.S. Lewis or J.R.R. Tolkien. :)Jenny's first published book, The Shadow Things, is available for purchase on Amazon.com, (in Kindle or paperback form!) so please be sure to check it out and buy a copy! I am sure you'll love it. :) Anything Jenny writes is worth reading--even all her little snippets of "nothings" that she will (on occasion) post on her blog. I think one of my happiest blogging days was when I found a post with a "nothing" dedicated to me! My little heart with pit-a-pat. :) But you don't want to hear from me; it's Jenny's day to take the cake!


1. I am so happy to have a little while to interview you, Jenny! :) Would you mind telling us a little back-of-the-book blurb about The Shadow Things?

Indi has lived all his life accepting and rubbing elbows with his pagan environment, but as time goes on his conscience begins to question the validity of his faith.  What people have been calling good begins to look evil.  With this void of unbelief growing inside him, Indi hesitantly begins to fill it with the preaching of a Gallic monk who comes teaching a single God slain for men on a Roman cross…and the cost of taking up one’s cross oneself.

2. So it's historical fiction—how did you go about your research for the era?

Truth to tell, I had been doing my research before I knew I was going to write the book.  I’m very interested in history in general and the ancient world in particular, so it has been something I have been studying for years.  The insular nature of The Shadow Things did not allow me to show a great deal of backdrop, but I was already familiar enough with the world then so that when I went to write the book I did not have to do a lot of serious research.

3. Was there a particular dream, thought, picture, etc. that first inspired The Shadow Things?

Yes, actually: a very heart-wrenching little novel by Rosemary Sutcliff.  It gave me a vague, watercolour kind of image for The Shadow Things; additionally I was inspired by a familiar notion that men have always held, a truth we can find in Scripture, and is probably most succinctly summed up in the words of C.S. Lewis: “If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.”

4. Who is your favourite character you created in this book?

Oh, Indi.  Always Indi.  The emotions in him were always so raw and near to me that the link between author and character is still very strong.

5. Which character do you think most resembles yourself in temperament/personality?

That is a difficult question.  I suppose in terms of emotion (as stated above) Indi is closest to me.  His sense of the rightness of things, his almost painful ability to feel both goodness and evil—really, how raw and sensitive he is, is also how I am.  We differ vastly in other ways, too: though we both have tender tempers, Indi holds his in check far better than I do.  In many, many way I wish I was more like him.

6. As you know, you have pen-slain me numerous times on your blog, especially with excerpts of your current works in progress (Adamantine and Plenilune).  Does The Shadow Things follow your pattern of description and emotion-rich prose, or does it have its own voice?

All three novels, I think, have the same overarching voice which is my own, but I find myself intuitively taking into account the sort of people I am writing, the atmosphere of their culture, and the nature of the plot.  Adamantine takes into account both elementally agrarian cultures and practical mindsets: that novel is a kind of blend.  Plenilune, while heavy on the practicality, is populated by a rich, almost medieval people—the writing style in that novel reflects that.  The Shadow Things itself is the most elemental of my works to date: it is a matter of intuitive colour, sharp images, and the simple magic of conjuring clear, close feeling through small things.  They are all very much in my own voice, but I believe the tone changes from story to story depending on the factors I stated.

7. What inspires you more: people-watching out in the real world, or burying yourself in a corner of the house with your own characters?

Oh, I would definitely prefer to sit in a corner with my own characters.  I do, actually…  I know I’ve said it before, but I’m pretty poor at watching people.  I am too conscientious to want to impose and stare at them, and I am, admittedly, somewhat disinterested in them.  Because my characters are so much their own people I get more out of watching them than I do out of real people who have nothing whatsoever to do with my story. 

8. Your sister, Abigail, is a published author as well—did you publish your books at the same time?

Yes, we did!  We both submitted to Ambassador almost at the same time but, because I no longer carry my maiden name, they had no idea we were sisters.  I think they were a little nervous they we might grow jealous and have a row if one book succeeded more than the other, but we get on fine, and the two-homeschooled-sisters-get-published-together marketing pitch was something new.

9. The Shadow Things—how long did it take you to write?

I’m tempted to give a different answer to this question every time someone asks me.  I would guess around two years, give or take, mostly give.  I honestly don’t remember.  I didn’t sit down at the beginning and think, “It’s March 4th—I’m starting my very first novel today and I’m going to keep track of how long it takes me so that, years from now, I can tell people how long the process took.”  Never occurred to me; and, technically, I was in the sixth century anyway.

10. Do you feel more in your element writing historical fiction or fantasy?

I feel most comfortable writing a sort of “historical fiction meets fantasy” style.  Both Adamantine and Plenilune are in this vein: history is always fascinating and fantasy gives me scope for the imagination.  But The Shadow Things is straight-up historical fiction, and I do find getting into the nitty-gritty of history helps bring the past to life.  When an author can make you feel as if that time is real and now, you know the goal has been reached.  That is what I strive for.

11. Which classic authors do you admire the most?

“And the three men I admire most—the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost…”  Theological issues aside, I’ll take this line by Don McLean.  No one has written a better, bigger, more glorious story than that of Man and Time.

12. Which modern authors do you admire the most?

While he deals with film and not with novels, I confess I do admire Joss Whedon’s ability to tell a story.  “I like to meet new people,” his character Kaylee Frye once said.  “They’ve all got stories.”  As a storyteller myself, I tip my hat to the man’s ability to conceive and draw together the stories of a large cast and yet never lose sight of the plot and always move toward the story’s goal.  He’s also got a fun way with words that either leaves me laughing or nodding in admiration.  Here’s to wordsmiths and storytellers.

Friday, February 3, 2012

The Saint Valentine Post Presents.....


Hey everyone! As a favor and treat for all of us, Jenny [The Penslayer] consented to put together a nonsensical interview for me. I wrote up the questions, assigned her a personality, and she answered the questions. Enjoy it! It's rather a masterpiece. ;)

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Breaking NewsThe St. Valentine Post interviews the Hon. Ms. Lavinia Lacklove, chairwoman of The Society of Aged Maidens, on the topic of matrimony:

1. What is your Society's anthem-song?
To God my earnest voice I raise,
To God my voice imploring prays;
Before his face my grief I show
And tell my trouble and my woe.

When gloom and sorrow compass me,
The path I take is known to Thee,
And all the toils that foes do lay
To snare Thy servant in his way.

                                                          O Lord, my Saviour, now to Thee,
                                                    Without a hope besides, I flee,
                                                       To Thee my shelter from the strife,
                                                         My portion in the land of life.

                                                         Be Thou my help when troubles throng,
                                                         For I am weak and foes are strong;
                                                         My captive soul from prison bring,
                                                        And thankful praises I will sing.

This is taken from Psalm 142 and is to be sung to the pretty if melancholy tune of Rockingham Old.  After some long debate among the Society [TM], we decided that the foes were not blackguards and n’er-do-well young men seeking to marry for money, but they could very well be and that the passage is open to such meaning; we also decided that the “prison” is not matrimony itself but, in this instance, could be construed as discontentment, idleness, gossip, frivolity and wanton husband-seeking.  We have approached the local canon with this exegesis and he maintains that David was not thinking of matrimony at all while he made this lyrical petition. 

2. If a woman were to remain single all her days, what would your sage wisdom and experience advise her to do?
Absolutely do not remain idle, and have as few friends as possible.  Idleness and many friends lead directly to gossiping, I dare swear, and I would as soon stick both my knitting needles in my ears as hear a woman go on about His Honour So-and-So of Blankishire who had an affair with the maid and Lady This-and-Such had had enough and—knitting needles! 

In general I dislike the term “single.”  It sounds like an order at the grocer’s.  And even if the other Society [TM] ladies don’t quite agree, when you order a man and his wife at the grocer’s, according to the Scriptures, you seem to get a single package—with the two becoming one, and all that.  And if you’ve got to say that it’s neither here nor there, well, I don’t know about there but it’s here now and I might as well mention it.  So there it is. 

There’s also beginning to be an alarming lack of familial core these days, what with flappers and dancers and women going off and the War and Unemployment.  I don’t know what’s come of things.  It used to be the sort of thing that was here all the time but now it seems to have moved there so I might as well mention it too.  When I was a girl, when my mama was a girl, girls understood their place in society—right below their fathers.  And when their father handed them off, they were right below their husbands, not before, not between.  And now I’ve got to mention it because it doesn’t go without saying anymore and there are too many flappers and rationing and slang and goodness if I don’t know what.

3. Do you fear, or crave matrimony?

I have never feared matrimony.  I see so many women getting into it that I imagine all fear of it has quite worn off. Indeed, women get into it so readily that I wonder if it really ought to be feared a little, like the old witch’s oven that Hansel and Gretel so willingly climbed into.  I don’t draw any allusions, but there it is.  As for craving such a situation, I ceased caring at the age of eighty-three.  

4. What is love?
I dare say it depends on what sort you are referring to.  In this case I would call it “sticking to it” without “sticking to it” for the sticking’s sake, but the it’s sake.  I think the truest romance is shown, not in flowers, but in smaller, pettier, less agreeable things, like a husband willing to do the dishes.  It takes nothing to buy roses.  It takes true love to wash the plates.  Not that the Society [TM] wholly agrees with me on this.

5. Is love, by your definition, aptly represented in the romance novels your Society indulges in at each meeting?
If it were up to the world to determine what love is based on the sentiments of novelists, then the world is a sad place.  And I dare say it is.  Novels are all right for a bit of light fun but you would be hard-pressed to find an accurate definition of love in them.

6. Have 
you ever been in love and had your heart broken?

Wouldn’t it be splendid if I had?  There was a shop-boy once when I was young who broke his heart over me, but I never found it out until three years ago when I met his widow over tea and she rattled on about it.  What an alarmingly awkward conversation that was.

7. What is a perfect man?
When I find one, I’ll let you know.

8. What is a perfect woman?
Miss Prunella Burgundy thinks she is, but I’ve never seen one. 

9. "Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds..." have you, as a single woman and therefore an impartial observer, found Shakespeare to be correct in this?
If that poor man had known his sonnet would be so flouted I wonder if he would have ever written it.  I was just telling the Society [TM] the other day, where there is “true love” (as they have it in the books), it does alter, but it alters for the better.  Love is not inflexible.  Affection and temper may alter, but love does not.

10. As a "maiden" further advanced in age than some, if you were to be wed tomorrow, would you require hair of your husband? 
I would certainly prefer it, and a man should have hair if he can possibly help it.  But if it cannot be helped, it is no fault of the man’s.

11. How do you celebrate Valentine's Day?
I usually don’t.  I’ve never had luck keeping a calendar.  I always lose it, lose my place, lose my day, and in a month or two it turns up out of date.  Now, if I remembered Valentine’s Day, I would go round to a tea-shop and have myself a nice treat and pretend it was my birthday instead.

12. Have you memorized The Language of Flowers? If so, do you analyze every flower you see to divine a meaning from it?
Well, we had several long sessions on them in the Society [TM], but I was never very good at it.  I could recall on demand the meanings of asphodel, hydrangea, and mint, and everyone said that boded ill.

13. Your parting exhortation for fellow Society members?

Don’t lose heart, but don’t let your heart be run away with.  Be content but not contemptuous.  Be industrious but not ignorant.  Moreover, I wouldn’t eat the cucumber sandwiches, if I were you.

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