floweringquince
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This is a Serious Writing Thread, so sit up straight. 
(Or else, can I interest you in these naked pictures of my cat?

This may not belong here, but I'm not sure where else to put it, so please ignore this thread at your leisure
I've been working on a (mainstream) story drawn from a semi-historical/semi-legendary incident. (Here's where you boo me off the AH for being way too off-topic
During a medieval clan feud, an heirless Scots laird is imprisoned in the castle with "the ugliest woman on the island." But that failed to stop him from siring a son with her, and that son eventually won back his lands and title.
I want to write the incident into a novel-length story, based on the perspective of that "ugliest woman."
My idea is to explore ugliness (and beauty), what it is and what it does, what it means and doesn't mean, and how it won't keep a man out of your skivvies when he *really, really* needs to get into them (to sire an heir, or for any other reason
I don't want her to be an "ugly duckling" who spends 10 minutes with a comb, changes her dress to one a flattering color, and is suddenly heart-stoppingly beautiful.
And I don't want her to be only ugly by one set of aesthetic standards, but if one simply frees oneself of one pre-conceptions of beauty...
I want her to be just plain ugly, anywhere, anytime. But not truly Quasimodo-grotesque - I need to stop at normal, garden-variety ugly. So far I've given her:
- "A broad face with only a small, sharp point to the end of her chin. That point; in concert with her square brow and small, flattish nose; gave her face a truly unfortunate resemblance to the back of a shovel blade."
- wiry carrot-yellow hair, with more and more strands greying to a wan pale umber.
- all her skin that's visible in "street" clothes (her face & hands) thickly spattered with dark brown freckles.
- almost colorless brows and lashes that to frame her deep-set, watery-gray eyes.
- wrinkles and lines in her face reflecting nearly forty years of a hardscrabble life.
- a stocky figure (built like a fire plug; although in 15th century Scotland, a tree stump might be a more appropriate analogy
, with wide hips and a modest bust.
- very short, about 4-1/2 feet tall (1-1/2 yards? 3 cubits? 12 ells? I'll have to check for the correct units of measure).
(People were shorter in general 500 years ago; and the heir she gives birth to was known as "Murdoch Gearr" (Murdoch the Short, or Murdoch the Stunted). Since the Laird is descended from the Norse-originating Lords of the Isles, I'm surmising that the short gene is from her.)
So, is that ugly enough to be dead solid ugly without becoming grotesque? And I'm guessing the population of the island at the time was about 3,000, which would mean about 1,000 adult women - could she easily be the ugliest woman in a thousand?
Thanks for letting me maunder on...
- quince
(Or else, can I interest you in these naked pictures of my cat?
This may not belong here, but I'm not sure where else to put it, so please ignore this thread at your leisure
I've been working on a (mainstream) story drawn from a semi-historical/semi-legendary incident. (Here's where you boo me off the AH for being way too off-topic
During a medieval clan feud, an heirless Scots laird is imprisoned in the castle with "the ugliest woman on the island." But that failed to stop him from siring a son with her, and that son eventually won back his lands and title.
I want to write the incident into a novel-length story, based on the perspective of that "ugliest woman."
My idea is to explore ugliness (and beauty), what it is and what it does, what it means and doesn't mean, and how it won't keep a man out of your skivvies when he *really, really* needs to get into them (to sire an heir, or for any other reason
I don't want her to be an "ugly duckling" who spends 10 minutes with a comb, changes her dress to one a flattering color, and is suddenly heart-stoppingly beautiful.
And I don't want her to be only ugly by one set of aesthetic standards, but if one simply frees oneself of one pre-conceptions of beauty...
I want her to be just plain ugly, anywhere, anytime. But not truly Quasimodo-grotesque - I need to stop at normal, garden-variety ugly. So far I've given her:
- "A broad face with only a small, sharp point to the end of her chin. That point; in concert with her square brow and small, flattish nose; gave her face a truly unfortunate resemblance to the back of a shovel blade."
- wiry carrot-yellow hair, with more and more strands greying to a wan pale umber.
- all her skin that's visible in "street" clothes (her face & hands) thickly spattered with dark brown freckles.
- almost colorless brows and lashes that to frame her deep-set, watery-gray eyes.
- wrinkles and lines in her face reflecting nearly forty years of a hardscrabble life.
- a stocky figure (built like a fire plug; although in 15th century Scotland, a tree stump might be a more appropriate analogy
- very short, about 4-1/2 feet tall (1-1/2 yards? 3 cubits? 12 ells? I'll have to check for the correct units of measure).
(People were shorter in general 500 years ago; and the heir she gives birth to was known as "Murdoch Gearr" (Murdoch the Short, or Murdoch the Stunted). Since the Laird is descended from the Norse-originating Lords of the Isles, I'm surmising that the short gene is from her.)
So, is that ugly enough to be dead solid ugly without becoming grotesque? And I'm guessing the population of the island at the time was about 3,000, which would mean about 1,000 adult women - could she easily be the ugliest woman in a thousand?
Thanks for letting me maunder on...
- quince