Where was I last night? Actually I had to run out and pick up a couple of things, and by the time that was over I was back at the apartment somewhere around seven-thirty. After I got back onto the computer and started working . . . nothing was really coming. It’s interesting how that happens, you know. Eleven hundred words the night before, less than four hundred last night.
But since I was asked, “Who is Kerry gonna speak with at lunch?” it’s only fair I show you. And Kerry is a mess right now. He is Mr. Mopie Sadsack right now, because his sweetie is off in Bulgaria–probably walking up after whatever magic The Foundation slipped into her Readjustment Mixture works its magic and got her on the proper local time–and he doesn’t even feel like eating, which is a first for him. However, someone comes a callin':
All excerpts, this page, from The Foundation Chronicles, Book One: A For Advanced, copyright 2013, 2014, by Cassidy Frazee)
It hasn’t even been three hours— Kerry poked the Italian sausage on the right side of his plate. And I’ve gotta stay here for like another nine hours—or ten—maybe longer . . .
“Now here’s a young man with something on his mind.” Kerry looked up from his plate to find Professor Sladen standing across the table from him. She regarded him with a studied eye. “Ah, he is conscious, and not in some self-imposed trance.”
He chuckled as he set his fork to the side. “Hi, Professor Sladen.”
Erywin waved dismissively at him. “Oh, please: school’s out for the year. You can called me Erywin.”
“I don’t know if I can get used to calling you all by your first names.”
“You know: instructors.”
“Well–” She placed her hands upon her hips. “You have no problem addressing Wednesday by her first name—what does she have that I haven’t got?” She chuckled as his face turned a bright red. “May I join you?”
Kerry calmed himself and nodded. “Please do . . . Erywin.”
All this calling instructors by their given name and stuff–really, it’s going to drive a kid crazy. And what has she comes to talk about? I’ll have to write that tonight.
It’s interesting that now that the novel is moving towards the end of Act Two and a few truths are going to emerge, not just with Kerry but with Annie as well. And in Act Three we finally get out of the school and wander about the land beyond the walls. I was asked recently about the world beyond the walls of Salem and what it was like, and my answer was simple: it’s the world of 2011 as we knew it–because we are in 2014, and we’re looking back–and there isn’t much of a change other than one discovers during this story that there’s a shadow organization that spans the entire globe and not only gathers children from all over the world, but brings them to a school that no one can see save for those known as The Aware.
I mean, take a look. There’s the Salem Institute of Greater Education and Learning (SIGEL) right in the middle of the picture, just to the north of Gloucester and to the east of Rockport.
I see it, because I know the layout in my head, but that huge green area in the middle of Cape Ann, where one would find a large forest and quarries and even the remains of Dogtown, there is instead a huge, walled school that normal people live next to and have no idea exist. That’s where your smoke and mirrors and magic all come into play, convincing everyone that all is right in the world and there’s nothing to worry about, because should you wander into that area, everything you think you’re gonna find you will.
Annie and Kerry get to venture into the old world–well, old to Kerry; Annie’s always been used to living in her Foundation World while dealing with the Other World–and they’ll travel into Salem, maybe even by train. I can’t tell you what they’re doing there, because spoilers and River would come after me, but it’s not something anyone would probably believe at this point. Needless to day, being outside in the world is going to have an affect on both my kids.
The later stories (yes, there are more stories) get out into the real world even more, and if I ever get the second novel written you’ll see Kerry out and about, though the third, forth, and fifth novels would actually see them outside the walls of Salem a lot more. Right now they’re innocent A Levels and I can’t let them leave the safety of the school.
Which is why Kerry’s already been in a coma. Because safety.