So it’s Monday. Ugh! If you’re like me, you’re probably not overly enamored of the first day of the work week. I love my weekends but Mondays can be rough. In an effort to make this much-maligned day more appealing, I’m introducing “Mythical Mondays,” wherein I hope to briefly examine a specific myth or something related to myth each week.
Oh, the possibilities! You’re talking to a girl who loves folklore in many forms. Some of my favorite tales are spun from Nordic and Celtic legends, sea creatures, winged beasts, and hollow hills. But my favorite? The werewolf.
My upcoming novel, WEATHERING ROCK, features a lead character who is cursed with lycanthropy. Since Caleb DeCardian is a werewolf, I thought that would be a great launching point for my first Mythical Monday blog post.
Drum roll, please…
The werewolf legend has been kicking around for centuries so I won’t rehash it, but I will share how I became interested. Two words: Dark Shadows. Yes, I know it was a cheesy show, but it had a brooding vampire, ghosts, a vengeful witch, and, most importantly, one hunky werewolf. There wasn’t anything remotely like it on television at the time and it had great spooky theme music. Okay… maybe not so great, but memorable. Who could forget the gloomy shots of Collinwood Manor jutting from a ragged New England coastline with waves pounding against black spines of rock?
I had two older sisters in their teens who watched the show and, somehow, I ended up watching too. That’s when I saw him–Quentin Collins. Conflicted, uber-sexy werewolf. My six-year-old heart went pitter-patter and I was hooked.
Since then, I’ve seen countless ‘were’ movies and shows (*yawn*) many striving for shock value (yuck) but it’s a corny gothic soap-opera with a cult following I think of when I imagine full moons, bright silver, and werewolves. Fondly, I might add.
Why is it that so many productions today feel the need to dump gore and blood all over the place in an effort to be frightening? I’d much rather have an atmospheric setting, tense music and crack timing to invoke a chill.
So, for my first Mythical Monday, I give a hat tip to Dark Shadows and David Selby who brought Quentin Collins to life. He made me realize a man cursed to a tortured existence can make one heck of a smoldering, romantic hero.
Werewolves aside, do you have a favorite myth?