So I read a short biography on Thomas Knowlton last weekend and there was one sentence that jumped out at me. The speaker is talking about when Knowlton left with the army to go to Boston's aid in 1775, "His wife, who preferred peace with her husband to aught that war could win without him, for once found his heart hardened against entreaties and tears."
I've thought a lot about Thomas Knowlton as army Colonel, and also as Thomas Knowlton as father, since I've written a lot of scenes that involve both he and his eldest son Frederick, but I realized I hadn't thought much about Thomas Knowlton husband
I have one scene written from the beginning of issue #6 where Knowlton gives Alan some advice about marriage. It's absolutely one of my favorite scenes I've ever written out of over 200 pages of script for The Dreamer. But that's the extent I had thought about the Colonel and matrimony.
But after I read that biography I couldn't get Anna Knowlton out of my head. What on earth must it have been like to be the wife to Thomas Knowlton?? I know that the last time he saw her before the events in the Dreamer was April of '76 and it was the first time he had seen her since he left for Boston a year earlier. How hard would it have been to loose him again after only a few days, and also lose your oldest son with him? Knowlton left Anna with more than a goodbye from that trip though, as she became pregnant... with their eighth child!
I must've been thinking really hard about the poor Knowltons because that night I even dreamed about them!
So, from that one sentence in the biography came this little comic. Since The Dreamer
story, there are soo many stories about my heroes I'd love to tell but just can't because it would make the story rambling and directionless.
So Anna Knowlton will never appear in the pages of The Dreamer because there's just no room for her. Knowing that, I made this little strip. It's one part funny strip, one part awwww!
My favorite part is Frederick's expression as he's sizing up how his little brother is taking the news that his papa hates his name. I don't know how good it shows up reduced on your screen, but on my computer it makes me laugh every time.
And poor Sally looks none too happy to say goodbye to her big brother in the last panel. Frederick looks a little nervous about leaving himself.
Well, enjoy. Since my cast members are almost entirely in their teens and twenties, I don't have a chance to write marriages in The Dreamer. And I love being married. It might not be as exciting as an Alan/Bea romance that's hanging by a thread--will it happen, will it not??
--but it's much much better than that. One minute you're makin' love, the next you're arguing about teapots. Best. Thing. Ever.