Finding Caesar in Spain
By Alistair Forrest
ALISTAIR FORREST draws on an upbringing
in the Middle East and travels around the Mediterranean to merge ancient
history fact and fiction
As
a young journalist I used to laugh with colleagues who joked: “Never let the
facts get in the way of a good story.” Alas, I have known some for whom this
was a serious mantra, but for me – and my passion for history’s treasures –
there’s something of a compromise to be embraced.
You
can’t argue with facts, you can only weave your story around them. But first
you have to dig them up like the gems they are, and that is a daunting prospect
unless you are a 100-year-old historian whose life has been devoted to study.
I
count myself lucky to have spent my childhood and early teens in three Middle
Eastern countries and subsequently to have travelled widely as a journalist,
always delving into the history that made each place what it is today. A
burning passion to write historical fiction finally came to fruition with a
six-year sojourn in Spain to “just write”. My wife and I chose a house amid
well-tended olive groves in an upland valley opposite Monda, a charming village
in the Sierra de las Nieves Natural Park not far inland from Marbella.
And
it didn’t take long to discover that Julius Caesar had marched his crack
legions through our garden.
Our view of Monda. |
Sure,
sniffy historians will tell you that the Battle of Munda (45BC) against the
sons of Pompey the Great didn’t take place at Monda, but at Osuna some 50 miles
to the North West. Stuff and nonsense. I chose to believe the locals and
started writing Libertas, revelling
in the scenery and culture, and imagining what the community might have been
like when Caesar came. More a case of, Let
some of the facts make a good story.
There
is a small section of Roman road leading towards Monda – enough of an
historical site to halt the progress of a new road – and in the town there are
ancient springs that never dry up and would have made this a logical ancient
settlement. The town would also have been easily defended in a siege with ample
water and a steep incline to where early palisades and Roman walls could have
been. A Moorish castle now stands on a steep hill above the town, and although
local folklore says there was a fort there in ancient times, this cannot be
proved.
The Roman road to Munda? |
Though his work has been questioned by some historians, I trusted the account of Appian of Alexandria (c.95-c.165) who has a passage in which Caesar is goaded by Gnaeus Pompey. The young general accused Caesar of cowardice, prompting a degree of rage that ultimately led Caesar to personally thrust his way to the front line at Munda and exhort his troops to victory. Caesar was unusually brutal in his last battle. He believed he was right, his patience had run out and he had been called a coward.
Having
researched the Battle of Munda, its causes and its effect on the politics of
Rome, it was time to weave the story around the facts. Before the Romans came,
the community was probably based on the simple things in life like hunting,
animal husbandry, arable crops, baking bread and brewing. A lifestyle that
remained unchanged in inland Andalucía until EC money built new roads for other
Europeans to venture away from the Costas! That is the point – this happened in
the 1st Century BC when the Celtiberian and Phoenician population came under
the influence of the Romans, and towns like Munda became important satellite
settlements in support of larger cities like Corduba (Cordoba) and Gades
(Cadiz), often at the intersection of existing trade routes.
Rather
than assume a collection of Pythonesque yokels whipping up rebellion and asking
“What have the Romans done for us?”, I chose instead to develop the theme of an
indigenous people who were creative and inventive in their own right. They
understood herbcraft and lacked nothing for a full, healthy life. The hero in Libertas is not a warrior but a thinker.
He is appalled at the horror that Rome brings to his hometown, but he warms to
the younger of the Pompey brothers, Sextus.
Living
in the same community as my protagonist, separated by centuries in which
nothing much happened between Caesar and Franco, enabled me to add colour and
feeling to my imagined community of bakers, brewers and cheesemakers. Happily I
can refer to a comment by the Historical Novel Society’s reviewer:
"Forrest makes us care about Munda. He captures the tragedy of a people
dragged into the horror of a vicious war brought about by circumstances over
which they had no control and could hardly understand."
In
my research, I found myself liking the younger Pompey; his Roman sense of
adventure would make the perfect foil for the more thoughtful hero, Melqart.
And this is where I have taken a risk with the facts – the invention of
embryonic Morse code, the retractable keel and an early torpedo (fired by
ballista-type springs and pulleys).
And
it is Sextus Pompey and ancient naval warfare that has inspired my next series
of three novellas, the first of which is due for publication by Sharpe Books
around now (February 2020). After defeat at Munda, the pirate leader escaped to
Sicily and built a fleet to squeeze Roman supplies of grain and other goods,
bringing famine and unrest to Italy under the new Triumvirate of Octavian, Mark
Antony and Lepidus. Again, my travels in the region have served me well, not
least sailing in a tall ship with the late author Leslie Thomas (The Virgin Soldiers), sensing the
historic menace of Etna as we passed in its lee on an eerily still and misty
morning. The volcano features in Libertas
as well as the new series.
Where
next? While a passion for writing remains, I will definitely return to my
formative years in the Middle East and extensive studies of ancient
Mesopotamia, including the amazing stories waiting to be reimagined of
Assyrians, Israelites, Phoenicians and Philistines.
And
while there’s ink my pen, I must surely make the most of the archaeological dig
just a few yards from my home in Alderney where archaeologists Jason Monaghan
and Phil de Jersey have uncovered well-preserved remains of Roman and Iron Age
settlements. The historian Dan Snow is keenly interested in the site. But
that’s yet another story…
An Iron Age skeleton is discovered beneath a Roman floor at Longis, Alderney. Photo: David Nash. |
With my faithful helpers at one of Alderney’s many forts. |
Libertas
By Alistair
Forrest
Spain 45BC. Julius Caesar’s
crack legions bear down on an obscure Spanish town, Munda, at the climax of
Rome’s civil war.
Against him are ranged the
massed forces of Pompey the Great’s sons, Gnaeus and Sextus. To the victor, the
spoils.
Caught up in the conflict is
an unlikely hero, Melqart. Near fatally wounded in the battle, his family
is sold into slavery and his people oppressed by Arsay One-Eye, a foe crueller
than Caesar.
Melqart’s quest to free his
family takes him to Sicily and the shores of Africa as he encounters enemies
and allies alike.
Ultimately, the Spaniard
must return to his homeland and confront Arsay. Melqart and his people must
free themselves, or die trying.
Praise for Libertas
"Alistair Forrest's
Libertas is a fast-moving tale of fortitude, survival and eventual retribution
told against the background of Rome's bloody civil war.”
Douglas Jackson, author of the best-selling
Gaius Valerius Verrens
series.
"Forrest has the gift
of the true story-teller the ability to engage his readers interest from the
very first sentence."
Lord
Cormack, politician, historian and author.
Pick up your copy of
Libertas
Alistair
Forrest
Alistair Forrest is a journalist, editor and author of historical fiction. He has worked
for several UK newspapers, edited magazines in the travel, photographic and
natural products sectors, and headed a PR company.
He lives in the Channel Islands with
his wife Lynda. They have five children, two Maremma dogs and a Spanish cat,
Achilles.
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His books are published by
Sharpe Books of London. Alistair loves to hear from readers. Contact him
through his website or Twitter.
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