Levitation Station

I worked through my tiredness last night–well, really, I was having fun all around the Internet last night.  For one, I got into a Facebook discussion about books and writing which was a lot of fun:  any time I can talk about that stuff is a good time.  I also had some good feedback the day before from a reader of this blog who read Part One of Act One of my current novel in progress, and that put a bit of a spring in my step as well.

Given all that, given I was still tired last night, given that I was running around trying to get a letter from my therapist for an appointment I have this Saturday . . . I still managed nearly a thousand words.  Finished out one scene and started another.  Good times all right, yo.

Moving on up to the Float Side.

Moving on up to the Float Side.

Wednesday got all her kids together and went over the lesson for the night, which was–well, you’ll see below.


(All excerpts, this page, from The Foundation Chronicles, Book One: A For Advanced, copyright 2013, 2014, by Cassidy Frazee)

Wednesday ran the palms of her hands over the front of her bright purple tee shirt, smoothing it across her belly, before turning towards a table at the far end of the room covered with various plush items. “Tonight we’re going to work on our object levitation. Of all the daily spells you’ll use, object levitation is the one that you’ll probably not only use the most, but you’ll use it for just about everything.”

She pointed at the objects on the table before looking at Annie and Kerry. “As we’ve done before, we’re using a lot of plushes to keep people from getting hurt. This way if you look control of the spell, you’re not going to drop one of these through the floor, or hurt yourself if you should get smacked in the face.”

Wednesday wiggled her right index finger and one of the dolls on the table quickly floated away and sped towards her, stopping about a quarter of a meter away. “While most of the people here are going to levitate multiple items, you two—” She pointed at the new kids in the class. “—are going to be considered with doing what I just did: levitating one object off the table, having it come to you—” She waved her hand and the doll returned to its resting place. “—and then putting it back. You’re allowed to touch it: I don’t expect you to keep it hovering in the air like I just did.” She winked. “You’re not that good—yet.”

Turning away from the table, Wednesday slapped her hips twice as she walked back to her chair. “Okay, kids: let’s get ready to levitate.”


Someone’s been watching too much wrestling.

I like the idea of learning levitation using a bunch of plush dolls.  Can you make Hello Kitty float?  Go for it.  What about making Sailor Moon dance around?  You betcha!  Certainly a lot more fun and entertaining than feathers.

It’s also a great environment.  Everything is far more relaxed, the kids are up late so they don’t feel like students, and Wednesday isn’t busting their asses to do things right–after all, advanced students need a different sort of mentoring–they don’t have the same pressure to perform.

Though the pressure is there.  However . . . I don’t recall Wingardium Leviosa being conducted like this–


Mama never told me about classes like this. I wonder if they even had these when she was here. Advanced Spells was nothing like Annie expected. She’d known would be smaller, but she’d thought there would be a short lecture followed by a more intimate lab—much like Beginning Spells but with fewer people.

This was nothing like their former class.

After Wednesday said they were going to practice levitating, she told Pang he was first up. That was when Wednesday looked across the semi-circle of students and informed Annie and Kerry that before they went to open lab, each student was required to attempt the spell individually in front of everyone. “After all, if you can’t do it like this . . .” She smiled and sat back as Annie felt the strangest sensation creep across her heart.

Pang didn’t start off well. The first time he tried to levitate a single item nothing happened, making him exhale and slump dramatically. The second and third attempts were better, though each time his plush fell to the floor before coming the four meters between the table and him. On the fourth attempt nothing happen, but before he could do anything Nadine crossed her legs and sighed before speaking a loud mumble. “Come on, you’re holdin’ us up, bitch.” Several of the girls laughed, causing Pang to turn and flash hand signs at them, yelling something in Korean—“Kuh juh”—and then joining them in their laughter. Even Wednesday giggled along with the rest of the students—

The only ones not laughing were Annie and Kerry, though she saw him chuckling with the rest of the group. Annie quickly realized that this sort of banter relieved the tension they felt, and tension was the last thing one needed when trying a complicated spell. It obviously had some effect on the boy, for on the next attempt he was able to levitate another plush to his hand—which he displayed proudly for all to see—before sending it back to the table.


See, that’s what Harry Potter needed more of:  Ron trying to do something while Hermione is in the corner of the room rolling her eyes and mumbling loudly, “Will you just do it, bitch?”  And then having Ron turn on her and yell, “Piss off!”, which he would have totally done.  Professor Jessie Pinkman would be proud.

Fortunately they didn’t do that, so I can do that here.  Because kids, you know . . . they say the damnedest things when they’re levitating stuff.

As you’ll find out when I write more tomorrow.