Saturday, October 29, 2016

Kitchen Apparition





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What we’ve had here today has been sun, clouds, and a sort of golden light falling through autumnal trees that I think of as Don Giovanni weather. And what, you ask, makes me call it that? Well, it’s the end of October now and we are approaching Halloween, the time of year, when, in 1787, to thunderous applause and many encores, that opera was first performed. The city was Prague, not Vienna, because by that time the arbiters of taste in the latter place had decided that Mozart was no longer cool. The infamous con man, Casanova, may have sat in with Lorenzo DaPonte and Mozart, while the libretto was written, lending his own unsavory life experiences to the twists and turns of the plot.

When I entered one of those OCD states of mind to which I am prone, in the mid-eighties, it was All Mozart All The Time at our house. I began to write two Mozart novels, “Mozart’s Wife” and “My Mozart.” Wouldn’t want anyone checking out the titles to wonder what the subject was.


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This happened on a late October Saturday. The silver maples were raincoat yellow. The sky had been clear blue all morning until after lunch, but after, the wind rose and a fleet of puffy, gray-bottomed clouds began to put  a lid on things. I was doing housework, still attempting the working woman’s bit where you go double time and do lots of housework and cooking over weekends. Of course, I was blasting Don Giovanni, saturating my cells with every chord—just as I used to do all through the '60's and ‘70’s with rock’n’roll.     

Husband was off somewhere, and the house was empty of teenage sons, too, so the only nerves I was fraying were my own. In those days I had a fabulous pair of pink high top sneakers that looked ever so good with jeans. Jeepers, this was a long time ago--back in the last century...

What happened in my kitchen that afternoon is the only supernatural encounter I’ve had in this house. I think there genuinely are no ghosts here; the house was built in 1948. There has been anger, violence, and grief, but no deaths. So, in this case the "supernatural" experience focused on me.
Looking back, I can see that I'd overdosed on Mozart. And, on this day, too much Don Giovanni, too much dwelling in and on the stories of Herr WAM in which I had been immersed, re-imagining and writing in a Sheldon-Cooper-like spasm of self-indulgence. This led Mozart's dynamic, charismatic spirit, drawn by womanly hero-worship as well as the sound of his music, to pass the gate.
Nanina contemplates the skull of her maestro
The Stromboli dough I'd prepared earlier lay ready to roll out, ready to receive meat, cheese, tomato sauce, and sweet pepper, when my progress was interrupted by a loud creak followed by an unearthly groan. It was that old movie sound effect of the hinges of hell—or heaven—swinging open. It was so loud it overcame the flood of opera, pouring from the kitchen speakers.
I spun around and there he was, standing on my 1948-era brick pattern linoleum. Needless to say, after so much time he looked ghastly—the “great nosed Mozart” as a contemporary called him—shrunken, frail, his face lined with his final suffering—but undeniably present.

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From "The Mozart Brothers" 


I saw him clear as day. My reaction—I'm not ashamed to admit—was fear. When the door opens at 3 a.m. in a dark bedroom while you are still half asleep, well, that's something you can explain as "dreams intruding upon reality." When, however, the door opens at 3 p.m. on a sun-through- clouds-afternoon, while you construct a mundane kid-pleasing Stromboli it was darn alarming.

I leapt backwards, reaching gazelle-like heights* I've never before achieved, landing all the way across the kitchen. By the time the time those pink shoes hit the vinyl, though, my ghostly idol had gone.  



~~Juliet Waldron

Friday, October 28, 2016

Halloween for Skittish People by Connie Vines


We all know my Zombies (Here Today, Zombie Tomorrow) are not The Walking Death type of Zombies.  Everyone who has attended my yearly Spooktacular Dinner, know it’s not at guts-and-gore type affair.  I’m not a scared cat, exactly.  I simply have the gift of a very vivid imagination.  The type of imagination that produces a nightmare when I watch “Meerkat  Manor”, “Fantasia”, or any war movie.
Connie's gone blonde!

So what movies are recommended for skittish people?

1. Hocus Pocus
2. The Addams Family
3.  It's The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown
4. Ghostbusters
5. Frankenweenie
6. Halloweentown
7. The Nightmare Before Christmas
8. Little Shop of Horrors

What move do I always watch?  It’s The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.  I love, love this movie.  Snoopy in the pumpkin patch always makes me smile.

What Halloween movie is your favorite?  What movie frightens you out of your wits?  What movie give you nightmares?

Well, Frankenweenie did it for me.  With The Nightmare Before Christmas came in a close second in the ‘giving Connie a nightmare’ category.

The crazy thing is, I can read and re-read the novel Dracula by Braun Stoker and watch the 1990’s movie version of Dracula and I am fine.  (Dracula, like The Phantom of the Opera, falls under the umbrella of tortured hero and love story –in my mind anyway).

I’ve posted pictures of a few party ideas and treats I’d like to share.  (visit my Pinterest page).




 

Please ‘treat’ yourself to a book from BWL this Halloween!

Link to Connie's Books  Click  Here

See you next month,

Connie


Thursday, October 27, 2016

Ancient Aliens: Theory or Ancient History? by Vijaya Schartz

Have we been visited by alien species in the ancient past? Are we the product of genetic manipulation by technologically advanced ancient visitors in need of labor? Are the gods of so many different Earth cultures aliens who, in ancient times, came down from other star systems to teach, nurture, and facilitate the evolution of the human race? All these questions might seem outrageous to many people

Of course, the mainstream scientists refuse to examine the evidence for fear or being mocked, and governments are quick to deny and dismiss any theory that doesn't fit the accepted standard. Their very secrecy on the topic shows they know more than they admit. Few have enough courage to tell the world that our history books should be rewritten. Recently, however, some eminent government officials came forward after retirement, and are now speaking up in many countries, and if you research and consider the evidence, the ancient alien theory is not farfetched at all.


Ancient texts, like the Mahabarata in India, describe the gods waging war in the sky, flying Vimanas, shooting arrows of light and thunder that destroyed their flying chariots of fire. Ancient cities of India, like Mohanjo Daro, are still radioactive from their destruction by a nuclear blast thousands of years ago.

The ancient Vikings believed their gods came from another world through a rainbow bridge reminiscent of a wormhole. Could the stories of Odin, Thor, and the entire Norse mythology be relating events from the past, when powerful beings came to Earth from another planet?

Could it be that the ancient texts we consider as mythology, are actual records of historical events lost in the night of time? Even the ancient testament speaks of beings coming to Earth from the heavens. God came with legions of angels and archangels organized in a very military order... they landed in devices with wheels turning inside wheels, like an anti-gravity craft.
 

Why is it that ruins in Puma Punku, in Bolivia, dated 20,000 years ago, show industrial tool marks, and the stones are cut with a precision we cannot achieve today even with lasers? These precision cut stones stack up like Lego pieces to form indestructible walls. The traditions of the local tribes say these were built not by human hands, but by the gods.


Photography has improved in giant leaps over the past few years, and pictures of other planets are becoming clearer. Are the structures on Mars and on the moon left over from an ancient civilization, dating from when the red planet was green with life? What caused its atmosphere to thin and its water to dry up? Is it what will happen to Earth if we are not careful?


I am only scratching the surface here. This world is full of mysteries, and if we bother to investigate them, we might very well discover the secret of our origins, and embrace the fact that we are not alone in the universe.

As a science fiction writer, I find this inspiring, uplifting, and I sincerely hope the people of this world start looking closely at all these clues. Now that we have the technology to analyze the evidence, we should not be afraid of the results. The truth will prevail in the end, so why resist it?

In the Ancient Enemy series, the Anasazi return from the stars after 800 years, to enslave the human race.


 In Alien Lockdown, man has established bases throughout the universe.

In the Archangel books, bad boy Michael is in deep trouble, and being half alien doesn't help at all.


HAPPY READING!

Vijaya Schartz
Blasters, swords, Romance with a Kick

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Randall Sawka, Still On The Road.......

Randall's newest release, a traditional Western for true Western fans. Click the Amazon link to purchase your copy. 
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The fall weather in England is late arriving. I don't have a problem with that. it gave me more time to write outdoors. However, the trees are changing colour, the air is cooler, and my iPad is cool (and cool).
 









The "Goodrich Coffee & Tea" I found online was just outside Buffalo, NY. We decided it was a bit far to walk. So, we strolled back home. Oops.



We have reach the halfway point in our three months stay near the town of Ross-On-Wye. It has been amazing.


Monday, October 24, 2016

Tis the Haunting Season - all of these are new from Books We Love

Don't go out there and get caught in the maim and miasma, stay in and read!!!








     
      
   
 
      
    

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