Queen for Seven Days

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This past week, I started to work on my next WIP and started a new Korean drama.  Queen for Seven Days caught my eye. It does seem a tragic title. I mean, why only seven days? In fact, the first episode starts with our leading lady, Chaegyeong, on her way to the hangman’s noose as a disposed queen.

So, as my husband has been home playing Skyrim, often with our younger son sitting by him chatting, I have been watching Queen for Seven Days. (The set up goes like this: oldest son is busy creating his own reports and fantasy set ups. He has type written pages of history, battle and weaponry, and even a chart of his military order. Daughter is either playing nearby, or cuddled up next to me, sharing my headset. The other son, often giggling and chatting Skyrim tactics with the hubs. Me, watching a drama.)

Since I’m watching it on my phone, the only synopsis I’ve read is: She thought the world was hers when she married the king. Seven days later, she lost everything.

I’m thinking that can’t be it.  It’s going to have a happy ending, right? (Although, the little voice in the back of my head is saying this is a Korean drama. Sometimes they have really crappy endings. In which case, I do what any good drama watcher does–I rewrite it in my own imagination.)

I’m on episode 15. I have 5 more to go.  I am loving and rooting for Yeok and Chaegyeong.  The king, Yung, I feel for.  He may not be a nice guy, and he can be downright scary, but is it his circumstances that created him? (The acting is brilliant  by the way, and that’s probably why you really feel for the king, even as you hate him.)

Now, for the whole point of this post.  The other day, I decided to do a quick internet search on Prince Jinseong (Yeok.) And realized he is King Jungjong. The king that I mention briefly in my book, Evangeline.

Which means, the very day when my husband was home from work, he got to listen to my excited chatter on that. About the drama,  Jungjong, and how he had Jo Gwang Jo killed, although in Evangeline, he doesn’t, because then my king and crown prince wouldn’t have been born. (What’s the fun of writing fantasy if you can’t take creative license with alternative world settings? If readers go on to study  the real people and real history, that’s awesome.) And my husband is just smiling and  listening, which is pretty darn cool. (Because, sometimes he gets irritated when I’m rambling.  I don’t always chatter in a linear fashion. I jump all over the place, and back and forth. I’m sure I confuse people.)

(Also, there’s a wedding scene, so you can see a traditional Korean wedding. I just love seeing them.)

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