Today’s Prompt: Favorite male character
There are so many… I’ll go with Quentin Compson from The Sound and the Fury and Absalom, Absalom!, although some scholars argue that it is not the same Quentin in both of those novels.
The reason I like him so much is because he’s so tortured. He’s got a lot on his shoulders: the Southern male responsibility to protect both his sister and his younger siblings, studies at Harvard University where he doesn’t quite fit in, and a heritage that is crumbling around his ankles.
Quentin’s like me; we’re neurotic and we obsess a lot over things that really aren’t worth obsessing over. However, he is introspective to the point of insanity. The overpowering scent of honeysuckle pervading The Sound and the Fury reminds him of his sister’s tainted innocence. He spends much of book ruminating over his sister’s lost purity and her marriage to Herbert Head, who Quentin sees as abominable. He cannot cope with his grief and eventually drowns himself in the Charles River in Massachusetts.
This is the actual plaque on Anderson Bridge that serves as a memorial to the character.