Monday, January 9, 2012

Of Fairies and Giants: Pat McDermott Visits Flowers on the Fence


Hey, y’all!  Welcome back to Flowers on the Fence Country!  I’ve been trying to collect this flower for months.  But the wait was worth it.  Last week New Zealand, this week, Ireland.  And in this group, when we say Ireland, one of the first names that springs to mind is who?  Boston native Pat McDermott who grew up with the songs and stories and legends of Ireland and has brought those Celtic fairies home to Muse!

From Fairies to Giants: A Story in a Story 

Ireland’s fairies star in my young adult novel, Glancing Through the Glimmer. Who are the fairies? Where did they come from? 

According to one legend, the ancestors of the modern Irish arrived in Ireland 1700 years before Christ and defeated the magical Tuatha de Danann, the Tribe of the Goddess Danu. One of the Danann leaders, a womanizing rascal named Finvarra, negotiated a truce with the Irish that gave the Dananns half of Ireland—the bottom half.

Finvarra became the King of the Connaught Fairies, and though he loves his wife, Queen Oona, he prefers to dance with ‘grippable’ mortal women. He’s been known to kidnap them, as Janet, an American teenager living in the modern Kingdom of Ireland, learns to her dismay in Glancing Through the Glimmer.   

Janet is on her first date with Liam and doesn’t know he’s the King of Ireland’s son. Seventeen-year-old Prince Liam is not only a scholar, he is also a storyteller, or shanachie. His talent for telling tales helps him rescue Janet from Finvarra and his gang, who are partying in an underground cave north of Dublin. Finvarra knows Liam for a shanachie and demands a story. 

Liam eyed his peewee host and pint-sized audience. The perverse idea of telling them a story about giants appealed to him. He began with the standard “long, long ago” and eased into the tale of the giant Finn MacCool’s encounter with his Scottish rival, Benandonner. 

Liam told an old folktale that offers one explanation for the origin of the Giant’s Causeway, a spectacular stretch of Irish coast in north Antrim. The Causeway is supposedly all that remains of a bridge Finn MacCool formed long ago to link Ireland and Scotland. Finn who, you ask?
 
Finn MacCool was the leader of a roving band of gallant warriors who lived in Ireland centuries ago. He and his comrades appear in many entertaining tales. The legend concerning the Giant’s Causeway depicts him as a mighty giant who challenged his Scottish counterpart, Benandonner, to a contest of martial skill. 
“Finn shouted across the sea to Scotland and challenged Benandonner to do battle. The two had never met. Now Finn being a thoughtful sort, he set a trail of mighty stones into the sea between Scotland and Ireland so Benandonner might keep his feet dry when he came.”
 
Finn expected a sporting fight, some fun and entertainment, but when he saw the monstrous size of the approaching Scottish titan, he ran in terror to his wife and asked her to hide him. 


“She dressed him as a baby and placed him in a giant cradle. Benandonner entered their house, and when he saw what he thought was an infant, he screamed in fright. ‘If this is the baby, why, the father must be huge indeed!’” 

The fairies belly-laughed at Liam’s theatrical imitation of the terrified giant’s hasty retreat to Scotland. “He tore up the stepping stones as he went so Finn couldn’t follow.”

The stones that Benandonner left in his wake formed the Giant’s Causeway. Having seen this amazing World Heritage site, I prefer this enchanting version of its origin, though geology tells a less fanciful story. 

The Giant’s Causeway is part of the Antrim Plateau, the largest lava plateau in Europe. Its massive cliffs are the result of volcanic activity that occurred 60 million years ago. Lava filled a river bed and cooled slowly, cracking into columns and forming unusual structures with intriguing names like the Giant’s Boot, the Chimney Tops, and the Giant’s Organ. (Nothing anatomical here - it seems Finn created a pipe organ for his son, Oisin, to play).
Liam paused. Benandonner had given him an idea. He must rip up stones, so to speak, to keep the fairies from following him. He decided to give his story a brand-new ending. 

. . . and Finvarra isn’t going to like this brand-new ending one bit . . . 

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Glancing Through the Glimmer Blurb: 

In the modern Kingdom of Ireland, few mortals believe in the fairy folk. Without that belief, the fairies are dying. Finvarra, the King of the Fairies, would rather dance than worry—but he must have a mortal dancing partner. 

When Janet Gleason’s grandfather becomes the new U.S. Ambassador to Ireland, the sixteen-year-old orphan must leave Boston and her friends behind. Janet is lonely in Dublin and unused to her grandparents’ stuffy social life. An invitation to a royal ball terrifies her. She can’t even waltz and dreads embarrassment. Finvarra’s fairy witch overhears her fervent wish to learn to dance. 

Seventeen-year-old Prince Liam Boru loathes the idea of escorting another spoiled American girl to a ball. In fact, he detests most of his royal duties. He dresses down to move through Dublin unnoticed and finds himself on his royal backside when Janet crashes into him. Intrigued, he asks to see her again, and she willingly agrees. Unaware of each other’s identities, they arrange to meet. When they do, the fairies steal Janet away. 

Liam’s attempts to find her trigger a series of frustrating misadventures. Can he and Janet outwit a treacherous fairy king who’s been hoodwinking mortals for centuries?

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Author Bio: 

Boston native Pat McDermott grew up in a family full of music and myths that have found their way into her stories. Pat is a member of the New Hampshire Writers' Project, Seacoast Writers' Association, Romance Writers of America, and Celtic Hearts Romance Writers. Her favorite non-writing activities include cooking, hiking, reading, and traveling, especially to Ireland. She lives and writes in New Hampshire. 

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Pat’s Web Site: http://www.patmcdermott.net 

Pat’s Writing/Travel Blog (Put the Kettle On):  http://pat-mcdermott.blogspot.com

19 comments:

  1. Nice job fitting all those "giant" pictures onto the Fence, Gail. I'm delighted to be visiting today. Thanks so much for having me!

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  2. Hi Pat, it's nice to meet you. I think Ireland would be a fascinating place to visit! Um, can I get there some other way besides flying? LOL

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  3. Another great post, Pat! I love all of the magical Fae stories. I can always depend upon you for a touch of Ireland. ;-)

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  4. Nice to meet you too, Miss Mae. We might arrange transportation to Ireland for you via The Fairy Wind, if you're feeling adventurous. It's quick and easy, as long as you hold on tight :-)So glad you stopped by!

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  5. Hey, Victoria. Glad you enjoyed the post today. I'm 'touched' that you stopped by!

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  6. Pat, I hereby offer to escort Miss Mae and promise to hold on tight. Aer Lingus is my preferred method of transport, but The Fairy Wind sounds like a fine idea. Do you know what they charge?

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  7. Miriam, I may try the Fairy Wind myself next time I go over. The Aer Lingus fares are out of control! I believe a small plate of oatcakes and a pitcher of buttermilk will get you a business class Fairy Wind seat.

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  8. Oh how I love being immersed in this delightful tale of fairies and mortals. And of course, especially happy your heroine is Janet! You certainly have done your research and I do prefer your story to the geological explanation about the stones. Best wishes!! Hmmm...do the fairies grant wishes?

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  9. The fairies do grant wishes, Janet, but one must be careful what one wishes for, especially with those Irish fairies! Thanks for stopping by.

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  10. Delightful post, Pat! Love Finn's story and those pictures are amazing. I especially like the one of the little girl sitting on the rock. Magical. :)

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  11. Truly magical if she turned into a little girl, Dianne. That's me sitting on that rock! It's a huge thing, called the Giant's Boot. If it makes me look so small, maybe I should have it shipped to New Hampshire . . . Thanks for visiting!

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  12. I remember looking through photos a co-worker took years ago during her trip to Ireland. It definitely ranks as one of the most beautiful places I've seen through pictures. I enjoyed your post, Pat, all except seeing how cute you are. I hate when that happens. *lol*

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  13. Ginger, most of the photos I take in Ireland look professional, and not because I took them. It's definitely the landscape, which enchanted me from the air the first time I flew over. Glad you enjoyed the post. And thanks, but I'm way too old to be cute :-) Great to see you here!

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  14. Pat, I have a bang-up recipe for oatcakes and I live in dairy country. Just tell those fairies to show up here tonight.

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  15. Oh, my, what a turn-out! This was one of those days at work when I didn't have a chance to get back on the loops and visit with everybody and I really hate that! Thanks to everyone for stopping in and thanks to Pat for such a wonderful story!

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  16. Lovely story Pat. I'd heard of the Giant Causeway but didn't know the story behind it. Wonderful and you've woven into your book too! Well done.

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  17. Sue, thank you for the kind words. Those old stories are so much fun to work with. Can't go wrong with a pair of Celtic giants!

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  18. Gail, I've thoroughly enjoyed my visit to "the Fence." Thanks again for the warm hospitality!

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