Sunday, November 21, 2010

Woman’s Wrath in Medusa

Couldn’t resist sitting down with the infamous monster in Classical Mythology. When she came in and sat down, she crossed her legs (yes folks, she really does have legs) and smiled at me revealing her lengthy fangs.

Julie: “I’ve just gotta tell ya Medusa, you’re my favorite representation of female wrath.”
Medusa preened: “Why thank you. By the way, you can look me in the eye. I only turn men into stone. Not women.”

Julie: “Oh. Hehe. Sorry. Didn’t mean to be rude.”

Medusa flashed another fanged smile: “S’okay.”

Julie: “So, tell me a bit about your history.”

Medusa: “Which one? Greek? Or Roman?”

Julie: “The oldest.”

Medusa smiled evilly, “I love this one the best. In this one I am the daughter of gods who’s born this way.”

Julie: “Wow. Before this interview I had no idea you had wings. There so big.”

She giggled and twined a snake around her finger. “Uh hum. Yes. Well, for centuries, the Greeks used me to protect them from evil. They’d place some representation of my head in places around their property.”

Julie: “Like Perseus did?”

She rolled her eyes. “Sort of. He was sent from a king to take my head, but he needed help from the gods to do it. Since he was mortal, he certainly needed the godly help. Then once he managed to take it from me, he used it as a weapon for a while then turned it over to Athena to put on her shield.”

Julie: “What’s the difference with the Roman version?”

Medusa sighed whimsically. “Who would’ve thought the barbaric Romans could be romantic? They changed the story from me being born a gorgon to being a beautiful mortal priestess.”

Julie: “Is it true you were a priestess for Athena?”

Medusa: “That’s what they say.”

Julie: “What happened in Athena’s temple?”

Medusa: “I had gorgeous hair then and Poseidon liked it too.” She tilted her head back and flashed another smile, “Could you resist the wiles of a Greek god? I think not.” She laughed. “So we went at it. Should’ve known Athena would find out. After all, it was her temple.”

Julie: “What happened after that?”

Medusa grimaced, “What do you think? She arranged for me to die! She always was jealous of my ability to protect.”

Julie: “Protect?”

Medusa gave me an amused look, “Well, duh! My name means ‘protectress’ in Greek.” She flicked back a snake from her face, “Anyhoo, once Perseus came along, I had Poseidon’s children, whom I may add are far better than Athena’s ridiculous owls.”

Julie sat forward with obvious interest: “What were they?”

Medusa smiled proudly, “Pegasus and a golden sword wielding giant.” She showed off more of her fangs, “Wouldn’t you agree?”

Julie with wide eyes: “Absolutely!”


Brenda said...

Bloody AWESOME!!! I wish the interview went on longer, lol. Medusa has always intrugued me.

Tabitha Blake said...

I loved this blog! It was so creative and fun. Great job!

Duckie said...

neat blog bud...I wanted to read more! I never knew the greek and roman myths differed THAT much..very cool

Sheri Fredricks said...

I loved your interview! LOVED IT!

Julie said...

Wow! Thanks for the comments. Glad you all liked it. She was one of my favorites too.

Anonymous said...

Great blog, Medusa really came alive. I could hear the snakes hissing as she sat there :)