{"id":11352,"date":"2012-01-27T01:00:46","date_gmt":"2012-01-26T12:00:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/?p=11352"},"modified":"2012-01-26T22:13:33","modified_gmt":"2012-01-26T09:13:33","slug":"guest-post-on-orbit-today-but-wait-theres-more-the-role-of-place-in-shaping-the-heir-of-night","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2012\/01\/27\/guest-post-on-orbit-today-but-wait-theres-more-the-role-of-place-in-shaping-the-heir-of-night\/","title":{"rendered":"Guest Post on Orbit Today&#8212;But Wait, There&#8217;s More: The Role of Place In Shaping &#8216;The Heir of Night&#8217;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2012\/01\/18\/no-i-didnt-forget\/bigheirofnightmmuk-3\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-11180\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-11180\" title=\"bigheirofnightMMUK\" src=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/bigheirofnightMMUK2-190x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"190\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/bigheirofnightMMUK2-190x300.jpg 190w, https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/bigheirofnightMMUK2-95x150.jpg 95w, https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/bigheirofnightMMUK2-651x1024.jpg 651w, https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/bigheirofnightMMUK2.jpg 1000w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 190px) 100vw, 190px\" \/><\/a>I have another guest post on my UK publisher, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.orbitbooks.net\/\">Orbit&#8217;s<\/a> blog today, all part of celebrating the mass market edition of <strong><em>The Heir of Night<\/em><\/strong> over there. Titled <strong>&#8220;Myth, Legend and History: The Shaping of <em>The Heir of Night<\/em>&#8220;<\/strong>, it begins:<\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;When asked, I always describe <\/em>The Heir of Night<em> as \u201cclassic epic fantasy.\u201d In part this is because it is a hero tale with the fate of the world, and perhaps even of all worlds, at stake. It\u2019s a tale of adventure and magic and battles, of friendship and betrayal and love, of both individuals and a whole people under pressure: all the stuff in which the mythologies and legends that underpin our western culture\u2014the Greek, the Norse and the Celtic, with a fair dash of side influence from the Egyptian and Babylonian\u2014are steeped.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>&#8230;&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<h3>To find out more and where the history comes in, click <a href=\"http:\/\/www.orbitbooks.net\/2012\/01\/26\/myth-legend-and-history-the-shaping-of-the-heir-of-night\/\"><strong>here<\/strong><\/a>.<\/h3>\n<p>&#8212;<\/p>\n<h2><strong>But Wait, There&#8217;s More&#8212;the Role of Place In Shaping <em>The Heir of Night<\/em><br \/>\n<\/strong><\/h2>\n<p>In terms of the shaping of a story and a world though, there are always more than one or two elements that come into play. I&#8217;ve talked a fair bit about characters lately: <a href=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2012\/01\/13\/guest-post-on-orbit-the-evolution-of-character-malian-of-night-and-the-heroic-tradition\/\">here<\/a> when the guest post on <strong>&#8220;The Evolution of Character&#8221;<\/strong> aired two weeks ago, but also <a href=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2012\/01\/20\/the-heir-of-night-mass-market-edition-out-in-the-uk-today\/\">here<\/a>, at the time of the UK mass market release last week (yup, it&#8217;s now free and in the wild! ;-)), and again <a href=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2012\/01\/23\/tropes-not-cliches-more-thoughts-on-making-epic-fantasy-new-the-importance-of-character\/\">here<\/a> only this Monday when I was talking about classic epic fantasy being based on tropes not cliches&#8212;and the importance of character in achieving that difference.<\/p>\n<p>But the whole &#8220;character&#8221; discussion took a slightly different turn when I posted as part of <a href=\"http:\/\/maryvictoria.net\/\">Mary Victoria&#8217;s<\/a> current <strong>&#8220;Place as Person&#8221;<\/strong> guest author series. (A wonderful series, by the way, and well worth checking out&#8212;the introductory post is <a href=\"http:\/\/maryvictoria.net\/?p=3129\">here<\/a> and you just click forward from there.)<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_8859\" style=\"width: 261px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><a href=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2011\/10\/06\/sense-of-place\/etching_jaransor-2\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-8859\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-8859\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-8859\" title=\"etching_jaransor\" src=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/etching_jaransor-251x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"251\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/etching_jaransor-251x300.jpg 251w, https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/etching_jaransor-125x150.jpg 125w, https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/etching_jaransor-857x1024.jpg 857w, https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/10\/etching_jaransor.jpg 1289w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 251px) 100vw, 251px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-8859\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Jaransor; art by Peter Fitzpatrick<\/p><\/div>\n<p>In my post I discussed what it means for a &#8220;place&#8221; to become a &#8220;person.&#8221; You can read the full piece <a href=\"http:\/\/maryvictoria.net\/?p=3281\">here<\/a>, but one of the places I dicussed was Jaransor, which may be <em>&#8220;&#8230; not just a chaotic force, but a personality, albeit a fractured one, that has consciously entered into the conflict being played out.&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Just for fun, here&#8217;s a small Jaransor excerpt:<\/p>\n<p><em>&#8220;The quiet lengthened, and Malian felt her mind turn to the murmur of the night breeze and the slow movement of the stars.\u00a0 She could follow the breeze, she realized, her fingers clasped around the armring, just as she had followed the vision of the hawk, earlier in the day.\u00a0 She flowed with it across the hillside, letting the little wind show her the fallen stones beneath the grass and the scurrying path of some small night creature.\u00a0 Malian could hear Lira&#8217;s footsteps, almost lighter than the breeze, as the guard made her careful way back to them.\u00a0 She could sweep high, too, far above the hills, and make out the whole length of Jaransor stretched out below her, just as the hawk must have seen it, spread beneath its wings. \u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>There <\/em>was<em> power in the land.\u00a0 Malian could see it flowing like a river&#8212;but deep, far down in the earth.\u00a0 The hidden river only bubbled up at intervals along the crest of the hills, in a series of evenly spaced springs. The springs, she realized, matched the ruins of the watchtowers that had once stretched the length of Jaransor. Kyr was right, the ruins were centers of power still.&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>I believe place is one of the most significant shapers of both <em>The Heir of Night<\/em> and the soon to be released <em>The Gathering of the Lost<\/em>. Although <em>Heir<\/em> is ostensibly set between three major physical &#8220;places&#8221;&#8212;the Wall of Night, the intervening Gray Lands, and Jaransor&#8212;there are in fact a number of other significant places within each of these settings, each with its own distinct ambience. Here&#8217;s what&#8217;s on my list&#8212;but if you&#8217;ve already read the book please feel free to put forward any other place you think I &#8216;ve left out:<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>First off, I have to say that I believe there is another place\/space that stands on equal footing with the three mentioned above, and that is the <strong>Gate of Dreams<\/strong>&#8211;the alternate realm that lies &#8220;between worlds&#8221; and out of space and time. It&#8217;s definitely a\u00a0 very powerful player in the story and a big contributor to that &#8220;strange magic&#8221; Robin Hobb mentions in her author quote for the book.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<ul>\n<li>The fourth physical place that gets a mention, both as part of the realtime action of the book and in backstory, is the <strong>Winter Country<\/strong>.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<ul>\n<li>\n<div id=\"attachment_4879\" style=\"width: 192px\" class=\"wp-caption alignright\"><a href=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/2011\/04\/16\/why-write-epic-fantasy\/etching_keep-of-winds-2\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-4879\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-4879\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-4879\" title=\"etching_keep-of-winds\" src=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/04\/etching_keep-of-winds-182x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"182\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/04\/etching_keep-of-winds-182x300.jpg 182w, https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/04\/etching_keep-of-winds-91x150.jpg 91w, https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/04\/etching_keep-of-winds-622x1024.jpg 622w, https:\/\/helenlowe.info\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/04\/etching_keep-of-winds.jpg 1437w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 182px) 100vw, 182px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-4879\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">The Keep of Winds, from &quot;The Heir of Night&quot; -- art by PJ Fitzpatrick<\/p><\/div>\n<p>Within the larger place that is the Wall of Night we also have:<\/li>\n<ul>\n<li>the <strong>Keep of Winds<\/strong>;<\/li>\n<li>the <strong>Old Keep<\/strong>; and<\/li>\n<li>the <strong>heart of the<\/strong> (Old) <strong>Keep<\/strong> may also be a distinctive &#8220;place&#8221; in its own right<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<\/ul>\n<ul>\n<li>And within the Gray Lands there is <strong>the Border Mark<\/strong><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<ul>\n<li>While Jaransor includes <strong>a tower that isn&#8217;t there<\/strong> &#8230;<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>So there you have it, upwards of 10 distinct places that shape the story that is <em>The Heir of Night<\/em>&#8212;and with allusion to others: the River and its cities, and all those realms that lie between Ij and Ishnapur in the far south, on the border of the great deserts: off the map, in fact &#8230; But you <span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">will<\/span> get to visit some of them in <em>The Gathering of the Lost<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;<\/p>\n<p>To end with though, here&#8217;s an extract from <em>The Heir of Night<\/em> that touches on a few of those &#8220;places&#8221; mentioned above: the Wall of Night, the Border Mark, and the Gate of Dreams&#8212;as well as introducing Kalan and the Huntmaster, characters who haven&#8217;t had much mention in the recent discussions, although Kalan, together with Malian of Night, is one of the series two central protagonists.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ffffff;\">.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><strong>~ from Chapter 19, The Huntmaster<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>The storm assaulted the Keep of Winds with renewed fury, battering the watchtowers and shrieking along the ramparts of spear-deep stone.\u00a0 Even in the inner fastness of the temple quarter its voice formed an uneasy backdrop to the tumbled darkness of Kalan\u2019s dreams.\u00a0 He had dreamed every night since returning to the New Keep, a jumble of faces and voices and scenes that were as random and disconnected as the debris caught in the storm\u2019s vortex.<\/p>\n<p>On the first night back, Kalan had seen his father\u2019s face, cold and closed, just as it had been on the day he disowned Kalan and threw him out.\u00a0 His words were not the formal rite of renunciation and expulsion, but sharp, nonetheless, and cold as stone.\u00a0 \u201cWhat are you, boy?\u00a0 Who?\u00a0 You must be a changeling, an incubus, for none of our family ever had such powers!\u201d\u00a0 In the dream Kalan had stretched out his hands, trying to protest, but his father had turned coldly away.\u00a0 Only his voice came floating back: \u201cNay, do not cry out to me for I invoked the rite long ago.\u00a0 You are no more son of mine!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>You are no more son of mine.\u00a0 Kalan had woken in a panic to the pressing darkness of his sleeping cell.\u00a0 The storm had still been building then, but he had felt its power closing in on him like the walls of the narrow chamber.<\/p>\n<p>The dreams, like the storm, had grown in strength as the days passed and although none were as clear as that of Kalan\u2019s father, they were all shot through with a sense of threat, snatches of conversation and the keep seen from odd angles.\u00a0 Other images intruded as well: Malian pacing in a red and white room, a glimpse of the heralds standing by a great pillar of stone, the wind whipping their hair beneath a sullen sky\u2014and a great war spear with a blade like black flame and a collar of feathers, darkly iridescent as a crow\u2019s wing.\u00a0 It sang to him, a low, fierce song of danger that reverberated in the core of his being.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBut you are lost,\u201d Kalan said, coming on it unexpectedly through a wreathing of mist. \u201cYou pierced the Raptor of Darkness and fell with it, into the void.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u2026<\/p>\n<p>He was standing on a path surrounded by banks of fog that stretched between the stark trunks and branching black of a great forest.\u00a0 The Gate of Dreams, Kalan thought\u2014except that this forest seemed vaster, wilder and infinitely older than the wood that surrounded Yorindesarinen\u2019s fire.\u00a0 He shivered, for the space between the trees was dense with impenetrable undergrowth and the voice of the storm had gone, replaced by the creak and rustle of branches rubbing together.\u00a0 It sounded, he thought uneasily, like some dark, secret, and not altogether friendly conversation.<\/p>\n<p>The fog in front of him lifted slowly and drifted apart, revealing the tall figure of a man.\u00a0 His back was turned to Kalan and a long black cloak fell almost to his booted heels; his right hand grasped a tall, hooded spear and a crow perched on his left shoulder.\u00a0 The bird\u2019s head turned, snaring Kalan\u2019s gaze with one bright gleaming eye, then it lifted its wings and cawed, the harsh cry echoing through trees and mist.\u00a0 The man looked around and Kalan gasped, for the stranger\u2019s face was concealed beneath a mask of black leather and his left hand had been severed at the wrist.<\/p>\n<p>Kalan forced himself to speak boldly.\u00a0 \u201cWho are you?\u201d he asked.\u00a0 The mask\u2019s blank eyeholes were fixed on him but the man did not speak, just stood there, leaning on the hooded spear.\u00a0 \u201cWhat is your name?\u201d Kalan said, trying again.<\/p>\n<p>The crow cawed a warning; the masked man\u2019s voice, in the quiet of the wood, was harsh as the bird\u2019s.\u00a0 \u201cWelcome, Token Bearer,\u201d he said.\u00a0 \u201cIt has been a long time since the Huntmaster was summoned to the Hunt.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have another guest post on my UK publisher, Orbit&#8217;s blog today, all part of celebrating the mass market edition of The Heir of Night over there. 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