Ever since I was little, I’ve been fascinated with mythology, when I had this great children’s book of Greek and Roman myths and legends that I’d read over and over. The Persephone and Hades myth was my favorite, but I never felt the story was told right. I wasn’t all that interested in what Demeter was going through during the search for her daughter. What I wanted to know was what happened to Persephone. “Pining” for months on end wasn’t convincing, and it certainly wasn’t interesting. I mean, come on. She couldn’t be that much of a weenie. Obviously something more was going on here.
Over the years, I imagined what that “something more” might be. For one thing, maybe a little active effort on Persephone’s part. The guy who’s Lord of the Underworld wouldn’t want a fainting female for a queen. And what about that pomegranate? She goes months without eating, then at the very end Hades coaxes her to eat a few seeds? There clearly had to be a growing rapport, maybe even trust, especially since Persephone and Hades are one of the few faithful couples in Greek mythology.
Springtime in Hades is my lighter, modern take on what Persephone’s experience in the Underworld might have been.