OK, I'm doing it myself...the very thing I derided the director/screenwriters of the movie Thor for in an earlier post. I'm butchering a legend. Specifically, I'm having the lovely heroine of the story go spend time in Valhalla with its master, Thor.
But wait, those who know Norse mythology will say: Odin is the master of Valhalla.
Not in my story.
It kind of comes down to a bit of a sticky point on how I'm tying the Norse deities in with the Roman/Greek pantheon, and then fitting Yahweh in to the whole mess. It's a bit sacreligious from a Judeo-Christian standpoint, so if I believed in Hell I'm sure I'd think I was going there. What I'm doing now, meanwhile, is sacreligious to my Asatru friends, so hey, I guess I'm an equal opportunity offender. But the only way the story makes sense to me is if Thor is in charge of Valhalla. If that makes me destined for Helheim, or to be eaten by the dragon Niddhog, after my death, so be it. But it's my story, after all.
Hopefully, if I'm telling the story right, it's the only way it will make sense to the readers, as well. I did write in a long discussion between Matt and his resident expert in mythology to explain it away, and then yesterday I revisited the discussion with the guy whom Matt's resident expert in mythology is named after, and it seemed to work out fine in both cases. Maybe I'll escape offending the Asatruars after all. Maybe.
In any event, it's an awfully fun part of the story to write. Valhalla is a cool place, after all.
And now, back to writing....
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