Monday, March 19, 2012
Magical Monday: How can this ugly brass disc cure my infection?
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Labels: demons, Magical Mondays, monster
Friday, November 18, 2011
Cover art for my upcoming urban fantasy--LE CIRQUE DE MAGIE
Thursday, October 27, 2011
The Secret Circle—A Plethora of Witches and Demons
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Labels: demons, witchcraft, witches
Monday, October 25, 2010
Can witches really fly on brooms?
There are many origins for the association of witches and brooms. Following pagan fertility rites, witches rode brooms, poles, and pitchforks like hobby horses in field dances. Other lore stated witches were afraid of horses and chose brooms instead. The custom of putting a broom outside a house to indicate a woman was away may have given rise to this legend. Monday, September 27, 2010
The bewitching music of Nox Arcana
For today’s Magical Monday, I’d like to share some wonderfully eerie and magical music. The group is Nox Arcana. They create haunting, atmospheric soundscapes with gothic themes which often follow references to classic horror literature. I find their recordings make excellent inspirational music for writing anything bewitching, dark, or fantastical. Pursuing deeper, their albums contain captivating storylines, with hidden riddles and puzzles.
The group is a duet of Joseph Vargo and William Piotrowski, formed in 2003. The group’s name, Nox Arcana, is from Latin, meaning “mysteries of the night.”
Their credits include several film scores. Their debut, "Darklore Manor," was part of a televised special of the 1922 silent film classic Nosferatu. Their gothic tracks have also been used in theatrical productions of Bram Stoker’s Dracula, Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, and Lewis Carrol’s Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland. During Halloween season their recordings provide the eerie backdrops for many haunted theme parks: Universal Studios; Busch Gardens; Six Flags; Knott’s Berry Farm.
I truly enjoy the group’s literary tributes. Their album "Transylvania" is based upon Bram Stoker’s Dracula. Their sinister "Necronomicon" recording pays homage to H.P. Lovecraft, while their unsettling Blackthorn Asylum takes a chilling look into a 19th century sanitarium, a storyline from Lovecraft’s “From Beyond.” The melancholy themes of their work "Shadow of the Raven," calls upon influences of Edgar Allan Poe. One of my favorite recordings, "Grimm Tales," enlivens the nightmares of the Brothers Grimm’s fairy tale world. Inspired by classic fiction, these in turn, inspire my own writing.
This Friday, October 1st, marks the date for a new Nox Arcana release, "Welcome to the House of Nightmares," a horror soundscape just in time for the Halloween season. This promotion of this recording promises:
“Dark things dwell in the old house by the cemetery, lying in wait for anyone who dares to enter. Unearthly sounds echo from the shadows of the abandoned mansion as sinister incantations unleash ancient horrors to haunt the realm of the living. The CD delivers 19 tracks of spine-tingling sound effects and dark cinematic music to create an eerie atmosphere of lurking terror.”
To give a taste of their music, I’m sharing two videos. The first is from their most recent CD, entitled “Theater of Illusion.” In a dreamlike state, strange and mystifying acts can be heard, as they are performed by phantom magicians. Their melodies are rich with orchestrations, piano, harpsichord, pipe organ, and gothic choirs. Additional songs of Theater of Illusion may be sampled and/or you may purchase their CD at this site. http://noxarcana.com/illusion.html
The second video is the song "Night of the Wolf" from their CD "Transylvania" and the video is from the Russian movie, Evil, directed by Oleg Fesenko.
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Labels: darkness, demons, dragon, fairy tale, fantasy, haunting, mysterious, night, ominous
Monday, September 13, 2010
The demonic evil eye -- a reason for the creation of eye shadow?
In other cultures and records, the evil eye is present in Hindu folk beliefs, as well as being referenced in both the Old and New Bible Testaments. It remains a modern superstition in Italy, Central America, and Mexico, known as "Mal de ojo." It was on a cruise port day in Cozumel when I first saw the Nazars, evil eye prevention charms, hanging in markets. At the time, I had no idea of their uses/history. They looked like lovely folk art to me.
The primary defense is to carry an amulet of a frog, horn, fig, or red ribbon. The horn and fig represent a phallus, associated with the Roman phallic god Fascinus. In many Latin American countries, parents today commonly tie red ribbons around their children's wrists or ankles. Probably more socially acceptable than a frog, horn, or fig tied to a child.Monday, August 16, 2010
The Greek vampiress . . . the empousa
These are Greek in origin, stemming from the words empousae meaning “force in” and empusa, “vampire.” The empousai are supposedly children born from Hecate, Goddess of the underworld, ghosts, and magic. She directs these offspring to go out during the daytime and enter a human body for the purpose of consuming its flesh and drinking its blood.
In appearance, the empousai are dirty and ugly, with rear ends of asses, sometimes having one brass leg and the other of an ass. They can assume forms of cows, dogs, or beautiful girls who seduce men.
This latter form of the demon was noted in The Life of Apollonius of Tyana by Philostratus. In that work, an intelligent and handsome young man, Menippus, walked along the road to Cenchreae and met an apparition, an empousa disguised as a Phoenician woman. Under her evil spell, he fell in love with her and planned to marry her. At the wedding, Apollonius suspected her identity when she exhibited her greed, gloating over the gold and silver she now owned by marriage. He informed his friend, the groom, she must be an empousai. Menippus ordered him out of the house, but his friend’s declaration broke her spell. All the gold and silver disappeared.
Apollonius insisted she reveal herself and she admitted she intended to eat her new husband once she fattened him up. She enjoyed the pure blood of young strong bodies. Menippus was saved a death at the hands of an empousai . . . a Greek vampiress.
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Monday, August 9, 2010
Magical creatures - the tiny but powerful imp
Today I will begin a regular Monday feature about magical creatures and events. I find myself amassing many interesting research finds while I seek background for my novels. I’d like to share some of these fascinating tidbits and hope you become spellbound as well!
It is very tiny, usually kept within a bottle or ring, much like a genie/djinn, and called upon for magical purposes, good or evil.
An imp is a type of familiar, a spirit that maintains regular contact with a person, usually in some service capacity. Like other familiars, imps can take the shape of animals which the magician may direct to travel out and complete a task.
It is said witch hunters during the time of the Inquisition believed witches employed imps to carry out evil deeds. The witches rewarded their tiny charges by allowing them to suck blood from their fingers, warts, breasts, or any protuberance on the skin.
Another example includes the Lincoln imp in England, a carved stone demon on a column in the Angel Choir at the cathedral of that town. The cathedral was built in the 12th century, with the grinning imp seated in a cross-legged position. According to legend, one day the Devil let his young demons out to play. One rode the wind to the cathedral and wrecked so much havoc, one of the angels turned him to stone.
Tiny, but powerful!
Reference: The Encycolpedia of Demons & Demonology, Rosemary Ellen Guiley
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Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Slaying our own dragons
they tell us that dragons can be beaten." - G.K. Chesteron
Fairy tales and fantasies abound with dragons, witches, wizards, fairies, druids, griffins – a host of magical beings and their spells, incantations, and hexes. The lands they inhabit are colorful and unusual, a delight to every perceptual sense. For lovers of fantasy, including myself, those details carry us away to visit and experience a new land. The journey of discovery is usually the end rather than the means.
Yet, the underlying themes of fairy tales and fantasies are often straight forward and simple. After elaborate world-building, so rich with detail the reader works hard to remember exotic names, places, and creatures, it would overwhelm to create a complex set of problems which must be solved.
Whether good will triumph over evil is the most typical question, as referred to in the quote by Chesteron. The moral lesson is simple; we can each triumph over our demons. In one of my works in progress, The Enchanted Bookstore: Seeking a Scribe, I have that basic theme along with one other – whether a love can grow between a pair of unlikely individuals and be enough to ease their personal suffering. In this book, the fact I have two themes largely follows from writing a cross genre of fantasy combined with romance/erotica. To me, having two main questions to answer is plenty, and I am careful to keep subplots from growing with their own confusing themes which would definitely encumber the reader.
Have you ever read a fantasy where this contrast did not exist, the theme was just as complex as the magical world? Few exist, but perhaps you found one. How did it read? Was it difficult to follow? Did you enjoy it?
Art: Steve Roberts
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Monday, November 23, 2009
Voices of My Angel
This is another story inspired by a trip to the beach. My troubles were swept away.
Chased by demons, I rode like the wind. Yet, my assailants kept pace, whirling about me in a frenzy. Their laughter cackled in my ears. Clawing at my shoulders with their icy fingers, a chill gripped my chest, as they reached for my heart. Adrenaline surged from my fear, powering my legs. I heard their calls at my back, like songs of sirens, tempting me to slow. My strength must hold.
Upon rounding a bend, gentle salt air caught my nostrils. Inhaling, my lungs puffed full. From the brush, snowy egrets now bowed their long necks to me. I was honored and awed they would pay respect to me, a lowly human whose karma lured bogies. And then I understood – my angel was before me. It had been so long. My heart leapt. I felt his love encircle me, drawing forth my own magic. Looking back, the furies had abated, replaced by butterflies fluttering along either side of my bicycle. Their essences tickled me. Magic abounded – as sea oats danced with the breeze, with whispers upon wisps of clouds, from squeals of laughter where children played on the beach. Shells glistened like gems at the surf's edge. The tide boomed a reassurance of the magic in my angel's soul . . . I smiled and dreamed to see it in his eyes.
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