What Inspired this Story….
This may sound weird, but one year before I wrote the first word for As Cold As Thorns, I had first created the cover. Back then I created it as a portfolio piece, since I work as illustrator and need to constantly to have something new to show the industry. I also wanted to experiment with a new digital brush I haven’t worked with before. The illustration itself had no specific “story”, I wanted to create a visual dark fairytale, where the character would be very beautiful and sensual and equally evil.
So after the illustration was done and shared that character lingered in my head and I began imagining lose scenes with her, here and there… I became aware that I could make a whole story based on her, and that got me thinking, and soon I had other characters interacting with her in the back of my mind. I would think about them on moments of mental stretching, between jobs, between house chores of before falling asleep. I kept thinking and developing the characters in loosen interactions in my mind for about another year, that’s because I have always disliked writing and would delay doing so as much as possible. Until… I could delay no more. I had a very basic idea for the story and I could develop a plot and the characters further by committing to write a novel, which I did since this year’s summer.
The funny thing is that even though I was in love with the mysterious woman you see in the book cover – before it became a book cover – it was another I chose to be the real protagonist, the male lead Henrique. That’s because this woman – whose identity I cannot disclose, yet ^.^ - is a supernatural being while Henrique is human. The very humanity of Henrique, the young tailor/artist, gave me way more possibilities to develop a much more complex, deeper role for him as character. As such I became then far more interested in him as author and creative.
Other things which inspired the story at later stages, were classic Gothic books and screenwriting. The first have always been my idyllic and sacred muses, while the latest has always got my attention to its clever ways to unfold storytelling. I am not a tv person, but my husband and I watch a series episode when we have diner, it has become a tradition at our home, since neither of us has time to watch anything apart from when we seat to eat. And it has been at least a couple of years that I no longer watch a series or movie as an spectator, but as student. I analyze the plots, characters, dialogues, etc. Not to mention that as an artist, I analyze the lighting, palette and composition of the scenes ^.^ These two elements have inspired me not through a particular character, storyline or film – rather on the “how to”, on the structural part of the development of the book.
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Author: Isis Sousa
Genre: Dark Fantasy/Gothic/Paranormal/Dark Fairytale
Publisher: Tragic Books
Release Date: Nov 28 2016
Edition/Formats: eBook & Print
When lust and vanity consume a humble young soul, nothing is left but a faint flame in the darkness of the void.
The solace and contentment of Henrique’s simple life as a small-town tailor’s apprentice vanish when his ambitions turn him overnight into one of the most powerful and influential personalities in early-1800s Europe. His quick ascension to the upper echelons of the leading Iberian Empire reveals a man torn between the pure heart he once was, and the grim shade of what he has now become: a spirit obsessed with expensive material possessions and the urge to acquire the unattainable.
Henrique succumbs to the ever-growing desires and beguiling passions tormenting his mind, causing a rupture between reason and a desolate world of ice and snow where pain is the key to salvation. Will he survive his encounter with the colossal emptiness and find the righteous path to lead him out of his agony?
Come and indulge yourself in this startling tale of coldness and wonder.
Henrique reached over to the end table by the couch for the bottle of red wine, which had been put there in the first place for this very moment, this instant of half-victory. He filled his glass, swirling gently the red liquid while indulging in its scent. He felt peace; he felt as if all that thick layer of foggy stress was finally beginning to dissipate. In its place, a shower of loneliness and emptiness poured over him, all at once. The world these days was too wild for him to bear and he had no one with whom to share his misery. Henrique only had the company with which to share shallow smiles and the vile conquests of his expertise and brilliancy in fashioning the finest costumes the world had ever seen.
Catelyna was someone he could open up with, sometimes. Her youth and good looks brought happiness to his days, and dressing her of late… arose in him such a fire, made him feel alive, or rather like he was dying to have a taste of her someday. Someday – a bittersweet word for that thought, which would be properly replaced with impossible, he knew.
Henrique kept drinking. He stared at Catelyna’s portrait positioned on the wall to the left of the mirror. Tears of frustration and grievance poured down his face. He sobbed. He cursed. He hated that night. He hated that her face was staring back at him, worst of all, mocking him. The only things he loved right now in his life were his gift and his art.
He finished the glass, throwing it away against the marble floor with all his rage. Then he grabbed the bottle and drank from it, gazing back at the limbo in Catelyna’s portrait.
I am an artist; illustrator and graphic designer who writes on my free time. But with all the imagination I have running lose, there came some stories… And there came some books!
I am born and grown up in Brazil, however I live in Mid-Norway with my beloved husband, in a tiny valley surrounded by mountains and with very few neighbours.
When I’m not doing artwork and illustration for clients, I’m doing woodcarving, painting ornaments, painting artworks for myself, and so on. Love Arts, History and Metal.
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