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The Age of Enchantment
Nov. 26th, 2007 09:10 amRead AS Byatt's wonderful review of an art exhibit called The Age of Enchantment.
This naturally made me want to write a dark fantasy novel about a serial killer who owes his psychopathology to a faery strain intertwined deep within his human DNA. Also it forced me to stalk the writer J.M. Barrie through various biographical iterations on the worldwide web.
"Wendy" – yes, that was Barrie's nickname! – was obviously a pederast. Somehow he managed to become guardian to the five orphaned Llewelyn Davies boys. Those were simpler times, weren't they! "Never say never!"-land. Two of the boys as adults committed suicide; a third died in WWI. It would be interesting to find out what became of the survivors, what their lives were like.
Homosexuality in Britain tends to be less of a lifestyle choice than it is in the States, more a developmental phase. But sexual fixation on very young children is a rarified fetish. In Barrie's case I suspect it was an expression of narcissism.
I have a million things to do today and I don't want to do any of them.
This naturally made me want to write a dark fantasy novel about a serial killer who owes his psychopathology to a faery strain intertwined deep within his human DNA. Also it forced me to stalk the writer J.M. Barrie through various biographical iterations on the worldwide web.
"Wendy" – yes, that was Barrie's nickname! – was obviously a pederast. Somehow he managed to become guardian to the five orphaned Llewelyn Davies boys. Those were simpler times, weren't they! "Never say never!"-land. Two of the boys as adults committed suicide; a third died in WWI. It would be interesting to find out what became of the survivors, what their lives were like.
Homosexuality in Britain tends to be less of a lifestyle choice than it is in the States, more a developmental phase. But sexual fixation on very young children is a rarified fetish. In Barrie's case I suspect it was an expression of narcissism.
I have a million things to do today and I don't want to do any of them.
