I’m reading Women at Work in Medieval Europe by Madeleine Pelner Cosman. It’s about the various jobs and work women performed throughout the middles ages. Unsurprisingly, they did it all. Some of them famous for their skill and intellience.
The book is a good, distilled insight into a world we may think of as different from our own, but isn’t. Each occupation summary and examples show just how much we share with our ancestors, from what we read to what ails us to our culinary excesses.
And then I come across this plate:
Can ya see it?
The naked devil is showing off his anus and it’s reflected in the mirror, front and center for the vain woman to admire in all its glory.
Damn, I just found my novel’s cover pic.
For those of you who haven’t read the wreak I call my first novel, Devil’s Blood, the ultimate antagonist is a vain noblewoman who’s in cahoots with a serial killer with the aim to extend her youth by bathing in the blood of virgins. Not an original idea, by far, but I did think that the depraved sexual relationship that developed between them was…well, if not original, I had thought a little “organic” and, maybe, a little surprising.
Sadly, it must have been an idea I read either explicitly or between the lines in the many fiction and non-fiction tomes I have read in my lifetime.
So much for originality… 😦