We Need to Move Faster!
My Muse is kicking up her heels again, saying the blog is too slow and she’s afraid people are getting impatient. She thinks they want to read the story in bigger chunks. She’s never been a fan of the blog idea anyway and has been pushing for finding an agent and a publisher for my book, pronto. This would be great, of course, so if you know any….
Well, anyway, here’s what I have decided: if you are one of those readers who is just popping in to look around once in awhile and haven’t become a subscriber, you get to read my summary of Chapter 3 of The Potluck in this post. Subscribers will also have a chance to download the whole chapter. (Hint, hint!)
Chapter 3 is called “Crone,” and it tells how Renee reads in the little black book about Serena’s experiences growing up in a small town in Czechoslovakia where her father was a physician. Bands of Gypsies would wander through the town periodically and Serena became fascinated with their gaudy costumes, their tipsy wagons and most of all their crystal balls. Eventually she has an opportunity to gaze into a ball (called scrying) and is hooked. She goes away to medical school, but comes back to practice in the village and study the ways of the Gypsies. What she learns is that there is a long history of scrying, which at one time was viewed with a great deal of respect.
The main part of Serena’s book contains studies and statistics, which Renee quickly skips over. The last chapter summarizes the author’s conclusions about the nature and validity of scrying. Her first observation is that although often the events and people seen in the glass do manifest in external reality, sometimes they do not. She speculates this may be because what is in the glass is only a possibility and the viewer needs to make a commitment before it can happen. She also mentions that Alice Through the Looking Glass may be about scrying, as well as the shiny brass lamp Aladdin rubs to produce the genie who grants him three wishes. Finally, Serena suggests that it may also be possible to write something and then have it happen. She gives an example of an author who wrote a story of the abduction and murder of a teen-ager, only to have it happen to her own daughter. (Thus my experiment “Writing My Future,” or maybe I thought of the idea first and then had Serena write it her book. I can’t remember.)
That night Monty comes to Renee in a dream and invites her to be his companion at a potluck dinner the next evening. Before she can ask any questions, “like a mischievous Puck, he grinned, danced a bizarre jig and then evaporated into the ephemeral dreamscape from which he had emerged.”
And so, dear readers, we have quickly come to Chapter 4 where you get to meet all the people at the potluck. It will be fun because it could become my future. None of these people are part of my past for sure!