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The Valley of Ashes

Sometimes writing is all about frustration, about the inability to take the pretty picture in your head and bring them out so they’ll play nice, because either the words or the elements are conspiring against you to make things go straight to hell.

That was me for a certain segment of the evening.  I’m writing along haltingly, which is something I always do when I’m starting a new chapter and/or scene, and in the middle of doing some research to cover one thing Kerry thinks, my computer starts spazzing out on me.  Lockups, slowdowns, just not wanting to run:  that kept up for just about an hour, and then took about another twenty minutes to set itself right.  I only managed five hundred and forty words, and about three hundred and fifty of that came in a twenty minute sprint leading up to eleven PM.

But I did start–

As you can see right here.

As you can see right here.

–and got the party started, so to speak.

And it starts with Kerry emerging from out of the trees.

 

(All excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Two: B For Bewitching, copyright 2015 by Cassidy Frazee)

Kerry stepped away from the small grove of trees and on to Avenue of Commerce. He didn’t bother to look to see if anyone was watching him: they’d scouted the park from the air, and a combination of the weather and holidays ensured there were a minimum of people walking about.

He unzipped about a third of his flight jacket and felt the cool air brush against his neck and undergarment. After flying for a little over two hours straight he enjoyed the cool breeze playing gently over his face, rather than forcing his way through a wind chill of minus five Celsius for the better part of three hundred and seventy-five kilometer. He stretched his arms before slightly arching his back to loosen up the muscles there.

He rolled his shoulders, getting the backpack reset on his back over his heavy leather jacket. He wore his for no other reason that to have a place to store his accessories once the chance to take a break presented itself. At the moment his tablet, along with his helmet, gloves, and goggles, were stored there, while his broom was safely in Hammerspace, and he didn’t plan on getting them out again for another twenty or thirty minutes.

He turned back to the small grove, noticing his partner in this expedition continuing to putter around with something. “Hey, are you coming?”

“Just a minute.” A few seconds later, Emma came bounding out on to the near empty lane. “Sorry, I was having some trouble getting my broom squared away.”

“You still having problems with the spell?” Vicky asked Kerry to help Emma with her Hammerspace spell, because there were moments when she’d secure her broom there only to have it clatter out on the ground a minute or two later. He’s spent the last two classes working with her to get it right, and while it seems like she’d finally perfected the crafting, it seemed as if she was still having issues.

She shook her head as she stopped next to Kerry’s right side. “Naw, it was nothing. It just feels funny at time—”

“Like there’s something barely poking you in the lower back?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s how it’s suppose to feel. That’s to let you know you got it in there right.” He took a deep breath and exhaled slow and loud. “Ummmm, love that smell.”

She twisted her face into a frown as a jet flew nearly overhead. “It smells like outside the school walls.”

“You mean like the ocean.”

“Yeah. Except it’s a lot smellier.”

“Well, yeah.” He chuckled. “You know you’re standing in the Valley of Ashes, don’t you?”

Emma raised her eyebrows. “No. What do you mean?”

“This—” Kerry speak his hand and turned half way to his right to face his wingmate. “This used to be the Corona Ash Dump, where they used to bring all the ash from the city’s furnaces. It was called ‘a valley of ashes’ in The Great Gatsby.” He dropped his arms. “Then they cleaned it up for the ‘39 World’s Fair.”

She looked about. “I thought the fair was here in 1964?”

“It was, but the 1939 fair was here first.” He nodded off to his left. “Come on; let’s go.”

 

In case anyone continues to wonder, the title of the chapter From Queens to Dreams refers, in part, to the fact that Emma and Kerry are standing in Queens, New York City, New York, and in particular, the Flushing Meadows Corona Park, which was the site of the 1939 and 1964 World’s Fair.  But what does Kerry mean by the Valley of Ashes?  At one time this area was, as he said, the Cornoa Ash Dump, which is where New York City dumped all the ashes from their furnaces, ’cause back then you didn’t give a shit where you dumped your trash.

The place was a tremendous eyesore, so much so that again, as Kerry points out, F. Scott Fitzgerald set part of a chapter there in his novel The Great Gatsby, and even used the expression, “The valley of ashes.”

So, when it came time to put in a world’s fair–a big one, the second biggest ever, even until today–the ash dump was picked and cleaned up.  So the place went from this:

B For Bewitching Corona Ash Dump

Gotta love that old time nastiness.

To this:

This is how it must have looked like in that Twilight Zone episode.

This is how it must have looked like in that Twilight Zone episode.

And, eventually, to this:

Welcome to the, um, future?

Welcome to the, um, future?

The dump sat in pretty much the area surrounded by the Van Wyck Expressway to the east (the top of the picture above), the Grand Central Parkway to the west, the Whitestone Expressway to the north, and the Long Island Expressway to the south.  Along with the fair location, you have the Billy Jean King National Tennis Center and Citi Field, all sitting upon what used to be an enormous ash pit.

But . . . what are Emma and Kerry doing here?  They’re doing a class project, believe it or not.  And they’re not even close to being finished–

I know, 'cause I have a map.

I know, ’cause I have a map.

Tomorrow, assuming my computer doesn’t freak out on me again, you’ll discover more.

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26 thoughts on “The Valley of Ashes

  1. So Emma knows her place, huh. She automatically came up to Kerry’s right side. * dark aura starting to appear , ^_^ * I seriously don’t know what to make of that gesture.

          • ” Right” time is not the word I should have used. …. ” Good ” time is.

            f I were Emma, I’d start planning my moves for the Polar Express. Kerry would be wide open for an attack.

          • She’s great at flying and racing. She’s actually an average witch, but when she’s compared to Kerry–who mastered Hammerspace like right after he came back from Yule at the start of 2012–she doesn’t look so hot. At least it sounds like she can bend light.

          • He is sort of passive. In a way he’s still learning to be assertive. He’s not like his witch girlfriend, who’s had years to know how to get what she wants.

          • He’s what my mom calls ” TODO PASA “. … goes with the flow, can’t say no, doesn’t complain. That’s why people think whatever you do to him, they can get away with it. Like Emma doing stuff at their Advanced Flying class. They’ve been doing that to him from day one. Makes me think stuff like that is allowed . Fair game, y’know. Like in any real battle, combatants can do anything to survive and win. And therefore, Kerry should not hold back, either, if that’s the way the race is run.

          • It’s really not different in middle/high school. I was a lot like that as well: just went with the flow, didn’t try to buck anything. Until I got a little older and started kinda flipping out. Kerry’s spent years being an outcast, and he’s finally finding his own way. He isn’t thinking about this, but imagine if his parent knew he’d flow four hundred kilometers on something like a mountain bike frame, and he’s on his own save for another girl? Right now he’s like, “Hey, gotta do this for class.” Mom would be losing her shit.

            Right now he’s learning. Last year it was all about rediscovering his memories. This year–we’ll see, right?

          • I’m thinking Kerry should specialzed on defensive skills. And ofc, Annie on offense. Needless to say, Kerry should be skilled too on offensive spells, just in case. Their partnership would be perfect. Dynamic Duo.

            I think his parents have long given up their parental responsibility over Kerry. Kerry’s on his own now.

            I hate that they had neglected Kerry , leaving him to fend for himself. Annie ‘s love for him more than compensates for what he had gone thru at his parents ‘ house.

          • It’s still not over at his house. One of the things coming is getting geared up to “come out” as a witch, and that’s not something Kerry’s looking forward to doing. Will it lead to new problems? Could be. No matter what he’ll always have Annie loving him. Now, how will he do with her parents? 😉

            Right now they’re both getting skilled in offence. We’ve only seen Annie laying the smackdown, but at some point Kerry will get his licks in.

          • Well, he’s still a minor, so there’s nothing he can do about it. He still needs parental consent.

            I don’t think he’ll have problems with her parents. Sheesh, her own mother had to find him, and sent Annie on her way to be with him. Her father will do anything for Annie. I think they will hound Kerry to the ends of the earth if he does something to hurt Annie…. like cheat on her ? Like , how dare you hurt our Annie ? Ha ha

          • Mama Kirilova has known about Kerry since Annie was a little girl, and has known his name ever since that time when Kerry moved to Cardiff and Annie’s mom saw his name *in the book*. Yeah, that’s how she learned. Oh, if Annie came home heartbroken–well, first Annie would kick his butt, or maybe not, but it would be interested to see what would happen with Mama and Papa.

            Annie’s mom was the only one who could learn about Kerry, and she only did so because she had a “dream”. Annie would have never been able to call up The Foundation and ask about Kerry. Besides (1) she thought he was Normal, and (2) she hadn’t seen him all summer. That was really the closest Annie came to being heartbroken, and look how she handled it.

          • Annie’s dad has now known who “The Ginger Hair Boy” is, but you know fathers: they get weird about the boys seeing their daughters. Something to do with them having this image of their daughter showing up to the house with a big baby belly . . . 😉

          • Well, he knows men are basically horndogs. That’s why fathers are even more protective of their daughters . ” I’m watching you, Ginger hair Boy. Don’t get too comfortable. ”

            Kerry’s lucky he’ll get a loving family. I’m sure he’ll be treated more like a son, than a son-in-law. You know what they say, parents don’t lose a daughter in marriage. They gain a son, too. It’s the parents of the guy who lose a son, but does not gain a daughter. Annie’s Dad is a racer….. He and Kerry have so much in common. Maybe Annie will lose Kerry to her own father.

          • When Annie told Kerry, “You’re not like my father,” she sees something in him that tells her he’s not going to be some carbon-copy guy that Daddy will love to hang with. They might have a lot in common, but Annie will never lose Kerry that way.

          • If Annie thinks anything but procreation is “for fun”, I think they’ll have a good time together. 😉 Not to mention when they’re like 40 they’ll still look and feel like they’re 20 to 25, so . . . plenty of reason to be active.

          • Hmmm, I don’t know where our conversation is going, he he

            Will they have children ? I’d like to know if we readers will see little Annies and kerrys running around at their backyard , zapping each other out.

          • Well, that’s a thought.
            Either one of them dies, or both die, or Kerry is with another girl. The third one…. that’s most likely…. * dark aura *

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