One of the difficulties in writing about non-humans is that
one does get stuck for words.
I first came across this problem when I was writing
Cold Tom (Tom
isn’t a Neanderthal, as it happens: he’s a different sort of non-human). Tom has lived a very isolated and primitive
sort of a life, and this means that his
vocabulary doesn’t contain useful words like
chimney
or
car.
This was both a great nuisance and tremendously exciting at the
same time.
Mica’s Neanderthal world was even more difficult to write about than Tom's. Mica's horizons contain so little besides grassy hillsides, ice, and various bits of scary wildlife.
So much experience is closed to her (and
therefore to me, as the narrator of her story) that it wasn't possible to relax for a moment.
For instance, you know that tingly peppermint
feeling the air makes in your nose on very cold days?
Well, Mica can never have come across peppermint.
It may seem a small thing, but it means you have to watch every word
like a...
...hawk?
Hang on, I’ll look it up.
Yes, there were hawks in Britain 40,000 years ago.
Phew!
I think the book is amazing just for that. You've been so CAREFUL!! Wonderful stuff...
ReplyDeleteIt was certainly wonderful to have the opportunity to step into a different world and then have the time and space to look around me.
ReplyDeleteShan't forget that.