Music, source of all gladness (and quite handy for research, too)
Writers of historical fiction have all kinds of ways of doing research, and most of these are pretty mundane. There's a lot of reading of history books, a lot of looking into all those murky facts and figures, dates of battles, births and deaths of kings and queens. All this provides the framework into which you slot your story -
Research is always taken seriously by the more academically stringent writers. Some even pull on the white gloves and delve into original source material in record offices and museums. Most of us head off to the odd historical building or castle from time to time, too, where we plod around with our flask of tea and sandwiches, trying to soak up the atmosphere. Me ... I do all that -
Ouch! Berberis -
What I do like a lot, though, is listening to music. Music has been something that has flowed through my veins for as long as I can remember. Not only that, (and, sorry, this is where things might start to get a little peculiar) but I believe music helps us to go back in time, to span the centuries and to see, hear and feel what it was like to be there, at the very time and place when the piece was composed or performed. It is as if music has a magical property that can link us directly to the past by a kind of vibrational thread. To take you even further into the realms of improbable fantasy, I also believe it is possible to get an idea of how people spoke from their music, the rhythms and cadence of conversation.
Now, the precise dates of the composition do not always have to coincide exactly, year-
English composer Edward Elgar. "What's that? The Arrow Chest, you say?
Not only is music one of the best research tools ever, it is also a delight to work to anyway. It does wonders for your Iambic Pentameters, and it also soothes the mind. And anyone who has ever tried writing will tell you that soothing the mind definitely comes in handy at times. Oh well, that's enough grumbling. Let's finish with a bit of research I've been doing lately for Wildish -
'Art Thou Troubled' from Handel's opera Rodelinda
Art thou troubled? Music will calm thee,
Art thou weary? Rest shall be thine,
Music, source of all gladness,
Heals thy sadness at her shrine,
Music, music, ever divine,
Music music calleth with voice divine.
When the welcome spring is smiling,
All the earth will flow’rs beguiling,
After winter’s dreary reign,
Sweetest music doth attend her,
Heav’nly harmonies doth lend her,
Chanting praises in her train.
Robert Stephen Parry 2012