I picked up a book the other day in the genre I write, past
lives and suspense. I was intrigued when I read the prologue where it noted something that I
had found ridiculous when I had originally heard about it in 2007.
In an attempted power grab, China
announced that all living Buddhas (Dalai Lama) had to obtain permission before they reincarnated (How
ridiculous!) They are attempting to bring an end to the Tibetan mystical/religious
system of reincarnating Buddhas that dates back to the 12th century.
That is only one link in the chain of this story.
That is only one link in the chain of this story.
The Book of Lost Fragrances (by M.J. Rose) is about perfumes, scent masters and
the ancient art of perfumery. It’s about love, suspense, memory and past lives. The
core of the story starts in Eqypt when Cleopatra had her own perfume master
create scents for her alone. In present day, where the bulk of the story takes
place, scent is at the heart of the Tibetan issue of identifying the next
Buddha.
I was intrigued with the romance
of a story based on scent. In my youth I had a very sensitive nose. Scent could
bring memories sharply into focus whenever I smelled an odor associated with some
memorable experience—good or bad. So I was drawn to read this book, but its
influence did not stop at the story’s end.
I thought about perfumes, especially the one I wear now, and
began doing some research. Many fragrance ‘notes’ go into making a scent. There
are top notes, middle notes and base notes—all different scents that come out
at different times in the life of the perfume during the hours of a day.
I thought about the life of a perfume as an analogy/metaphor/simile
for writing a novel or reading fiction that pleases us. There’s the top notes—the
first impression that grabs our attention. It peaks our interest and draws us
in until the middle notes take over. The middle notes are secondary scents—that
make us want to keep reading; searching for the next clue in a plot with its
twists and turns, hopeful that it will be satisfactorily resolved. Then we
spend a little time with the end notes. Knowing the book is almost over, we
seek to savor the final moments for as long as we can, finally leaving us reflecting
and yearning for more after we close the book.
(Now that’s a book I want to write as well as read.)
Like a book, it is hard to get rid of an old perfume bottle that
holds/held a beloved scent that still retains pleasant memories. I perused the perfume
bottles I have on my dresser, and wondered what changed that caused me to find
a new scent and then another and another during the years. Like the
individuality of a perfume, we choose books that fill us up and round out our
edges but our tastes can change as we grow. Our “signature scent” needs to be
adjusted.
Just as I’ve changed perfumes, I’ve gone through periods of
reading mysteries/thrillers, romantic suspense, science fiction, gothic tales,
historical fiction, etc.
There may be many of the same “scent notes” in the new
perfume, but with different additions or adjustments. I was curious about the
ingredients in my present and past perfumes. I learned that scents have been
altered by the needs of a changing world. Some ingredients once derived from
certain plants or animals, can no longer be used for many reasons, so now they must
be chemically manufactured—a noticeable change for one with a sensitive nose. I
have changed perfumes when they no longer represented “me.”
How have you changed in your reading or perfume tastes?
Do you have many perfumes or just one, or one at a
time? Do you feel it represents you?
Care to share the name? I presently wear 5th Avenue by Elizabeth Arden.
Care to share the name? I presently wear 5th Avenue by Elizabeth Arden.