We
found the first one-eyed man at dawn...
So begins the highly original fantasy tale of warrior poet Catalan, when he and his band stumble upon a handsome acolyte near death in a mountain pass. But when the acolyte reveals his mystical vision, the poet finds himself at the center of a War Game between two mysterious
sorcerers. To unravel the mystery, Catalan and the agents of the War Game must seek the missing pieces of an enchanted chess set in a quest complicated by deceit and treachery, in which nothing is what it seems.
Ingeniously weaving together citations throughout the text from a variety of sources, including Yeats, Milton, Joyce, Poe, Baudelaire, the King James Bible and many more, author Lyle Blake Smythers serves up a truly literary feast.
So begins the highly original fantasy tale of warrior poet Catalan, when he and his band stumble upon a handsome acolyte near death in a mountain pass. But when the acolyte reveals his mystical vision, the poet finds himself at the center of a War Game between two mysterious
sorcerers. To unravel the mystery, Catalan and the agents of the War Game must seek the missing pieces of an enchanted chess set in a quest complicated by deceit and treachery, in which nothing is what it seems.
Ingeniously weaving together citations throughout the text from a variety of sources, including Yeats, Milton, Joyce, Poe, Baudelaire, the King James Bible and many more, author Lyle Blake Smythers serves up a truly literary feast.
MY
LIFE AS A NOVELIST: Part I
As
a young child I lost my heart to horror movies, scary stories, and exotic tales
of adventure. When I was in
the sixth grade I was a big fan of the adventure novels of Edgar Rice Burroughs,
his Tarzan books, the John Carter stories set on Mars, and the Pellucidar books
that took readers to a strange world at the Earth’s core. I started writing my
own story, EXPEDITION INTO THE UNKNOWN, a highly derivative work
that took some men in a giant Devil Drill to the Earth’s core for adventures
among strange people and monsters. It was not terribly good but I had fun with
it. When I got to junior high school I took another look at it, said, “This is
awful” and threw it out.
I immediately
started a new novel, THE HIDDEN CITY, a highly derivative work that took some
men into a secret African valley for adventures among strange people and
monsters. Sound familiar? When I got to high school
I took another look at it, said, “This is awful” and threw it
out.
I immediately
started a new novel, variously known as THE BURNING OF PENNE MANOR or THE
SPECTERS or BIRDS OF A FEATHER, a small-houseparty-weekend-in-the-country murder
mystery. I had discovered Agatha Christie and felt that I had
“moved on.” The amateur detective was an egghead named Hermes Van
Buren. When I got to college I took another look at it, said,
“This is awful” and threw it out.
Needless to
say, I would give just about anything to have those stillborn masterpieces
today. Alas, they are gone. But tinkering with them
had gotten me started.
I was too busy
doing other things in college and grad school to try to write another novel, but
upon emerging with a Master’s in Library Science, a specialty in library service
to children, and a job offer to be the children’s librarian in a public library,
I started something different. FEASTING WITH PANTHERS was a very
short, realistic children’s novel for the middle grades, about a bright
manipulative kid who talks his friends into launching a war against the local
bully. I had seen a documentary on Oscar Wilde with the same title
(it’s one of Oscar’s quotes) and felt that I must use it for my next novel, even
if it had to be shoehorned into the plot.
This was the
first novel I actually finished writing. I shopped it around for a
while and was fortunate enough to receive some honest and useful feedback from a
couple of editors about the tone or voice of the sixth-grade narrator, who
sounded much too adult for his age. I reluctantly concluded that
such a problem could only be fixed by completely rewriting the entire book,
which I was unwilling to do, so I put it away and it became a trunk
novel. This surrender did allow me to recycle that title for my
next novel, which is the one now being published. Where did it
come from?
The
original kernel that gave life to some of the multiple plotlines came from an
old edition of the Arabian Nights I found as a child. My family was traveling
through the mountains of southwest Virginia, on our way to visit relatives near
Galax, and we stopped in a tiny hamlet called Fancy Gap. We wandered into a used
furniture place that had a table of used books for sale. I picked up an old copy
of the Andrew Lang retellings, one with terrific illustrations. Soon I was
riveted by the great stories inside. I was already familiar with the well-known
ones about Sinbad the Sailor, Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves, and Aladdin, but
soon I got to lesser-known ones that were equally intriguing. One that really
interested me described a porter in Baghdad who carried a package home for a
customer and found himself mingling with strange visitors in her house, men who
had missing eyes and shaved heads. Each had his own story to tell, and wondrous
stories they were.
At
some point after this incident, I started to write my own stories, as described
above. Somewhere along the way I resolved to find a way to retell
some of these stories of one-eyed men and the dangers they had faced and
overcome. Fast forward some thirty years.
I
was visiting a friend in Baltimore and we went to a Star Trek convention. At
this point I had started to tinker with an outline for the Arabian Knights
novel, but was getting nowhere. I wanted a unifying thread more significant than
just a chance encounter with strangers in a strange house. At the con they were
showing a variety of fantasy/SF movies and I ended up in LADYHAWKE, the medieval
fantasy story of two lovers trying to find each other again while under two very
different shape-shifting curses. What caught my attention was the motivation
behind the person who put them under their spells: They had been cursed out of
REVENGE. I had it. My characters would be subjected to the horrible perils they
faced because a powerful magician was wreaking revenge. On whom? And why? It
didn’t take me long to work that out. And my book was born.
I
wanted to work within the framework of standard heroic fantasy but add fresh
elements to give the reader an experience never felt before. Not just sorcerers
and a quest (they are there) but a hallucinogenic drug, green snow, a boy turned
into a monkey, a convention of puppeteers, an outdoor festival where people come
to see a magic trick only performed once a year. Also bloody revenge.
Please join me.
Right now
Feasting can be pre-ordered on Amazon, from Barnes & Noble at bn.com
and from my publisher at http://pinknarc.com/ which is also how they can
connect with me if they have comments or questions. I am also on
Facebook.
We
are going to be giving away a free copy of the novel, either a print edition or
an e-book, to one of the readers of this blog. Interested readers should leave a
comment here that includes their email address. I will select the most
intriguing poster to be the winner.
Thank you so
much for this opportunity to be here.
Lyle
Blake Smythers is an actor, writer and librarian in the Washington,
D.C., area. Since 1976 he has performed in over 100 stage
productions, including three appearances at the National Theatre. He
has published fiction, poetry, satire and literary criticism in
Manscape, FirstHand, Playguy, The William and Mary Review, Insights,
School Library Journal and Children?s Literature Review. He is a
former children?s librarian and is currently providing cataloging support for an ongoing project at the Library of Congress.
former children?s librarian and is currently providing cataloging support for an ongoing project at the Library of Congress.
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