I’m just surfacing. Written the last word of the first draft of a mythological mash-up that incorporates the stories of Niamh, Oisín and Aengus with the Norse myth of Idunn and the apples of eternal youth.
There are lots of apples and swans, women held against their will, transformed into things they don’t want to be, given children and tasks they never asked for. They are tricked into doing things they don’t want to do, married to men they don’t love, and generally abducted, handed over as payment for a gambling debt, pursued with passion, or murdered with indifference. Different cultures, but with many of the same characters.
The hardest part remains—the title. At the moment the two I prefer are:
Apples of the sun and moon, and Between the horns of the moon.
Now I have the fun part ahead, rereading to check I haven’t resurrected any dead characters, changed their names or lineage, or got my wires hopelessly crossed. Then I’ll see if I can twist an arm or two to beta read it.
I might just write a poem first to celebrate.