"The locks of hair rolled daintily upon his shoulder and across his chest. All the while, his eyes pierced and cut at me with a ferocity which I felt as likely to slaughter as to befriend me. These monsterous eyes however, where graciously kept civil, and tame, blanketed behind a generous and thoughtful squint. Yet it was the serene and gentle smile on the mans lips that betrayed his true nature."
Well there's a pretariously early description of our gentleman hero, the Doctorfarius Citan Aeshendrum of (some crazy sounding city or province).
I am resting at my parents villa, nestled at the heart of Washington's Bellingham. A cozy little city with an honest mix of nature lovers and those with a lesser education. I wandered for a stroll, and came across a wonderously cozy little bookstore, where they seemed delighted to allow me to sit, and sip at the compelling works of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, while considering my own stories which I hope to bring to fruition. The establishment seems to be pleased to have me there so long as I keep myself filled with the houses' coffee, and pherhaps walk out with a book or two when my time in Bellingham is finished.
You may have noticed my mentioning of Sir Doyle, who is the much celebrated and praised author of those legendary sleuthings of the brilliant Sherlock Holmes. I read those novellas not entirely for pleasure, but also in hopes that they might add a bit of flavor to my own writings. So I do pray that my typings here are not too abrupt or ridiculous, as I attempt to step into character. I expect you all to let me know if I break that fine line into pretentiousness.
At any rate, it is with this refined flavor that I hope to estalish the character of Aeshendrum the Citan, and I would like to submit to you all; how I would like to approach the telling of his tale.
I intend to approach this story as a series of written accounts by various partipants in Dr. Citans adventure. I think that it will be the variety of actors and authors depicting a consistency in Dr. Aeshendrum's character that will do best to describe the good doctor for our audience. With the added bonus of our delight in meeting an array of fun and hopefully memorable characters.
How best to introduce him? Our Citan? I wonder. It seems that to introdue a character as brilliant and versatile as Citan Aeshendrum's, it is a matter of describing his environments and surrounding company.
A wealthy statesman calling to ask a favor, or seeking news? A fellow researcher giving his admirations and insights to our audience? The hateful scribblings and accounts of the Citans very own assassin hopeful. I do not yet know, but I would very much like to share here, with you, some of the ideas that I would like to tuck into the narrative.
Aeshendrum is a man surrounded by books and women, yet he seems to be uninterested in sharing romance. Or at least, we the audeince should be assured that he is not romantically inclined towards the women of his household. He is more a protector, or healer of women. Pherhaps he has somehow rescued these women from a life less fair, and now seeks to shelter them in an honorable fashion. But what then is his relationship to them? Educator? Employer? Guardian? How do justify this Lion's pride of female attendants? and What men are present around his table?
Those who will give accounts of our Aeshendrum will not be able to help themselves from listing his accomplishments and abilities, to which if mentioned, Aeshendrum would deftly pass these compliments upwards onto his cold systems of logic, deduction, or his training and hours of practice. But it is imperitive that the people surrounding him, herald the doctor as an emblem of success and righteousness. To which the Citan offsets, and keeps that enormous pressure from himself by encouraging his admirers to follow his same systems of pontifineligence that he himself subscribes to, but does not seek to hold ownership over. He is an encourager of others, a leader of men, and a healer of women.
The question now lies, how to begin it all? Whose accounts must be given for us to percieve the entire picture? I am a fan of only deciding upon what needs to be known for the entire story to unfold, for there is plenty of unknowns to be fleshed out before any draftings can be attempted. But why waste energy and information on items uncrucial to our tale?
But here is my plan. I intend to draft out the overall arc of the story I would like to tell. What is the rough jimmy of what happens? What symbols and messages do I feel would be appropriate to focus myself upon? What locations and peoples, systems of government and political environments must be shared with the audience for them to correctly recieve the importance of the story? There are so many of these questions which must be crossed. But somehow I feel the open invitation of Sir Doyle, and the masters Tolkien, Rowling, Miyazaki, and Fleming. I trust in their guidance and example, and it is only with their help that the story and character that I wish to describe will be born. I would also like to trust and invite you (messiers Tom and Dylan, at the very least) to submit yourselves into the creation of our gentleman hero. In an age where social irresponsibility is celebrated, and selfishness is seen as the ideal, let us embark on the self-journey to see the one who can balance the raging torrents of masculinity, society, and personal power. For the attempt must be made to see the man who can help us to save our own Earth from the self-destructiveness which seems inevitable.Even if he is mere fiction, if we can make a man of intelligence, once again fashionable, then we may be at least one step closer to humanities salvation.
Please post your comments. (What sort of accounts would you like to read about? What stylistic considerations do you think would improve this endeavour? What do you think fo what I have proposed, am I missing something? etc... by the way, what do you think of this writing style. I do think that I am incapable of truly handling the brilliant styles of doyle and tolkien, but I think if I approach it with a sense of humor, and particularly self-directed humor ("pontifinelligence" heheh) then it may just work. What do you think?)
I invite you, into this seriously light-hearted adventure.
R. Naegle.
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