Hey, take that plural off. I was merely posting an O, in IMHO.
::points to the OP accusingly::
Taran from The Chronicles of Prydain. Especially in books 2 thru 4 of the series, where he’s got plenty of confusion to wrestle with.
Holmes, Sherlock Holmes.
He’s still incredibly cool after all these years. C’mon, he iced Moriarty and shoots up cocaine because he’s bored! He figured out the mystery of the hound of the Baskervilles! He practices pistol shooting in his living room and jerks Scotland yard around! He’s great!
Either him or Freddy in ‘Freddy’s Book’ by John Gardner.
Jane Eyre. Let’s just say that reading the book for the first time was downright scary – how’d somebody in the nineteenth century find out that much about me?
Bennett Long from Good Benito. He is probably smarter than I am, but I read that book and thought that it was about me.
Nick. from The Great Gatsby
(Remember? He’s the narrator)
Beatrice from Much Ado About Nothing. I have a merry heart and a pleasant spirit, and I try always to stay on the windy side of care.
Jess
Montresor from Poe’s “The Cask of Amontillado”
Holden Caulfield from The Catcher in the Rye, the narrator from Bright Lights, Big City and the narrator from Fight Club.
The Bloodguard from “The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant the Unbeliever”.
Make knee-jerk decision to dedicate lives to serving the lords, then spend eternity silently requiring that the lords deserve their sacrifice.
Does Batman count asd a literary character?
That’s me. I’m Batman.
And with a groan for that indigity his spirit fled into the gloom below.
I guess waxing Pallas and taking that belt was a mistake.
You could say that, yeah. There is a lesson here. If you are going to kill someone, do not where his clothes when you go into battle with his adoptive father.
It only seems to exacerbate things.
The second Mrs. DeWinter, from Rebecca. Of course, I still don’t have a Maxim. :sigh: