Can it be January already?

[yakalskovich]

Not that I don't like Christmas or don't want to do sushi on New Year's Eve with the Nazgul, or anything. But really, I can't wait to properly app Urquhart (scots_wolf). He's moving into my brain as energetically as no charrie since Teja has done.

He's already acquired a 'theme song', a poem that he quotes in canon.

Here's the version of it that occurs in Orff's 'Carmina Burana', and this one is the Corvus Corax version.


Oh, and just to research history in order to properly evoke that world! Can you get addicted to the past?

Comments

[tekalynn.livejournal.com]

No such thing as teal deers from you, m'dear! ; ) I like it.

Oooooh. I will *definitely* have to check it out, assuming the translation's a good 'un. Thanks. Death and the Devil, IIRC.

[yakalskovich]

The translation is quite solid; I ordered the English version so I can quote straight off when playing Urquhart, and won't have to translate on the fly.

Death and the Devil, that's right. I link to the book on amazon.co.uk from the profile page of Urquhart's character journal, which I in turn link up there.

[tekalynn.livejournal.com]

Oh, excellent! Thank you.

Heh. Icon love. I wonder what ER Eddison (he of the five-page descriptions of palaces) would have thought of that.

[yakalskovich]

It's not important what he would have thought; it's what I would think of said five-page descriptions.

If they don't serve to set the mood but interrupt the action as in the book that icon originally referred to, then it would mean that I think buying and reading more of his books wouldn't be worth it...

[tekalynn.livejournal.com]

He usually used the interior decoration to start the scene, but you have to prepare yourself for a very *leisurely* start.

[yakalskovich]

I can do leisurely; what I balk at is 'rudely disrupting the pr0n plot flow'.

[tekalynn.livejournal.com]

The only "interrupting the plot for the image" moment that I recall really irritating is in The Worm Ouroboros:

And ere that was done, came a little page running to her chamber door, and when it was opened to him, stood panting from his running and said, "The king your husband bade me tell you, madam, and pray you go down to him i' the great hall. It may be ill news, I fear."

"Thou fearest, pap-face?" said the Queen. "I'll have thee whipped if thou bringest thy fears to me. Dost know aught? What's the matter?"

"The ship's much battered, O Queen. He is closeted with our Lord the King, the skipper. None dare speak else. 'Tis feared the high Admiral--"

"Feared!" cried she, swinging round for the nurse to put about her white shoulders her mantle of sendaline and cloth of silver, that shimmered at the collar with purple amethysts and was scented with cedar and galbanum and myrrh.

(end quote)

I'm sure it's a lovely cloak, but do we HAVE to know all about it at that exact moment?

[yakalskovich]

No, we don't -- we want to know how she went downstairs and raised hell...