30 Day Writing Challenge – Day 15
Day 15 – Your Five Literary Heroes
Life is so noisy right now, but it’s going in the right direction. So, part of my catch-up here is the next prompt.
In no particular order, my five literary heroes;
- Jay Gatsby from The Great Gatsby – I love The Great Gatsby. It’s the only F. Scott Fitzgerald book I can read but I love it. The thing I really love about this book and the characters is how truly over the top it all is. Hysteria is a great word for it. It’s infectious. There are so many flaws in Gatsby, but ultimately he just wants the girl he fell in love with the idea of. From someone that came from nothing, he built himself an empire just the prove to Daisy that he could give her the life she wanted in return for her affections. However, despite the parties and the lush life, he is a very lonely man in a crowded room. He is very misunderstood but eventually, someone sees him for who he is. Nick sees Gatsby for the real man that lies beneath the facade, but by then it is too late. (My first ever tattoo, which was of course book related was from The Great Gatsby and I love it).
He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced–or seemed to face–the whole eternal world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey.
- Jem Carstairs from The Infernal Devices – The Infernal Devices was only as good as it was because of four characters; William Herondale, Magnus Bane, Theresa Gray and James Carstairs. Jem Carstairs was a cause for much heartbreak and pain. He is a beautiful character and not just in physical appearance but in his personality too. He is good, painstakingly so, putting everyone else before his own needs and prioritising others happiness over his own well-being. He is a beautiful character in a way I can’t fully comprehend.
It is not my sacrifice I offer. It is yours I ask of you.
- Valek from Poison Study – A friend of mine recommended the Poison Study series to me and I started reading it fully ready to hate Valek as a character. This did not happen. He is by far is my favourite part of the series, and wholeheartedly believe that he needs so much more screen time. An intelligent and skilled character, he fully commits himself to the protection of those he devotes his love and loyalty to. There is strength in his loyalty but his loyalty is also his flaw. Sassy and sarcastic, with a peaceful artistic flair for store carving, Valek is my fictional spirit animal.
It’s a dirty way to fight, but I’m late for lunch.
- March from Spotless Series – March is one for my Let’s Talk About Series. This was made by March. A hitman with some serious OCD issues, he is charming and hilarious and a little bizarre.
I’m sorry for being a little tense, Island. I suppose I’m not used to having guests in the front seat. My clients usually ride in the trunk, you know.
- Rhysand from A Court of Thorns and Roses – This one is going to need a whole post to itself, there is just so much to say. Another one for my Let’s Talk About Series (it’s in the works). I know how others feel about Rhys’ character and I know that there is a lot of faults in him but there is a lot of pain, and hurt and also strength and good. Like many of my other favourite characters, he is sassy and witty, sarcastic and hilarious. He has his issues and there are parts of his character that are a problem, he isn’t entirely good at times. But he does what he needs to, prioritising others above all else even it means putting himself actively in the firing line to ensure their survival. He gives everything that there is to give and still keeps trying despite the odds. Screw what anyone says, he deserved to get the girl.
“Because,” he went on, his eyes locked with mine, “I didn’t want you to fight alone. Or die alone.”