Today I’m feeling better, more chipper I think you could say. Last night I felt beat down and worn out, and that’s never a good way to face your story. I felt as if I was slightly back on form because I managed to get out a bit over eight hundred words, but it was hard going all the way.
This feeling comes and goes. It’s hard when you’ve been on a project for a long time and everything in your mind is telling you that you need a rest. It doesn’t help that everything at work is repetition these days, and unless you’re one familiar with the same repetitive stuff day in and out, you have no idea how draining this becomes.
Enough of that bullshit, right? This is about writing in the face of fear–hey, that would make a good title for a blog post. I should try that some time.
Because there is a lot of fear in my writing at the moment. I’ve been here before, and it’s an uneasy feeling. You get over after a few hundred words–or a thousand or so–which means I’m getting to where I can sit and not feel uncomfortable about what I’m about to put down on, um, paper. Maybe by the end of the week I won’t feel so crazy, but right now–yegads, I feel like a slimy bitch the moment I set fingers to keys.
But enough of how I feel? How’s Kerry? Well, he’s where you’d expect him to be, and that means people are talking about him at one in the morning . . .
All excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Two: B For Bewitching, copyright 2015, 2016 by Cassidy Frazee)
“It is.” She got up slowly from her chair. “It’s why I called you in, because I felt, along with my fellow counselors—” Coraline motioned to Deanna and Erywin who were sitting along the wall to her left. “—that Kerry’s situation may have turned serious, and that warranted closer observation.”
“Is he in any danger?” Holoč set his hands inside the pockets of his robe.
“No, he’s not.” Coraline mustered a slight grin while slowly shaking her head. “But I feel it best to have him spend the night here given what happened to him earlier tonight.”
Holoč stood and stared at the floor for about three seconds before looking up at Coraline. “I’m certain you’ll do your best for him.” He rubbed his chin. “And I’ll let you get to that. Good night, Doctor.” He turned to Deanna and Erywin. “Good evening, ladies.”
Coraline didn’t close the door to her office until Holoč was through the waiting area and out of the hospital. Erywin sat back and sighed. “I expected Holoč to ask more questions.”
“He’s good about that. He knows I won’t BS him about the condition of his fliers, and I’ve never mislead him about any of his coven kids.” She leaned back and rested against the door frame. “I told him we were looking at Kerry the same day Annie and he came to Deanna and me. I didn’t tell him all we knew, only that we were helping Kerry with a personal issue, and that it wasn’t serious enough that the boy was a threat to others or himself.”
“And how is Kerry now?” Deanna stood and gave her abaya a slight shake to straighten it around her ankles.
“He’s not too bad. When I got here I checked on them and he was awake and responsive. But when Gretchen brought him in—” Coraline twisted a bit to her right so she could see the curtained-off bay where Annie and Kerry were currently residing. “She told me that when she arrived at the coven tower Kerry appeared almost catatonic: he was unresponsive and appeared to have difficulty recognizing people.”
Holoč is literally the odd man out at Salem, for he is the only male coven leader, and there are times when he’s viewed a little differently than the four women who manage and oversee the other four covens. There are times when he tends to come off more like an overprotective father than the head witch for one of the covens, but then some of the women come off as overprotective mothers as well, so it evens out.
Erywin’s question indicates that there’s at least one of the two remaining coven leaders–they would be Jessica and Maddie–who are a bit more taciturn when it comes to getting news that one of their kids screamed themselves catatonic because of a dream. It also indicates they probably don’t have a lot of issues over by der in Cernunnos Coven, probably because of all the yucky boy stuff happening there. Which isn’t fair to say, as there are boys at the other covens: I’m certain Erywin is only getting in another dig about there being too many boys on the coven’s race team . . .
If you read between the lines it’s likely true that Coraline is also the one who has to deliver all the bad news to coven leaders and instructors about the mental stability of their charges. She is the school’s Chief Medical Officer, and that sort of falls under her area of control. And it’s true that just like any other school, Salem has their issues with stressed out kids, depression, and even the occasional suicide attempt. Only here, when someone decides to end it all, they just set use magic to light themselves on fire, or simply stop their heart. Which is one of the reasons why every one is watched so closely.
No one is worried about Kerry hurting himself. But someone wants to get to the crux of the matter tonight–
Erywin asked the question to which she was certain she already knew the answer. “Did he say he’d had one of those dreams?”
“Yes.” Coraline turned back to the guest in her office. “Annie told Gretchen that he’d confirmed he’d had a dream: when he arrived he told her the same when she asked him to confirm his story.”
“Well, shit.” Erywin ran her fingers through her hair. Normally she’d begin pacing, but with three people in the office that was impossible. “How’s Annie?”
“Doing as you’d expect. She’s stoic and putting on a brave face, but her aura tells me otherwise.” Coraline stared up at the ceiling for a moment. “She’s stressed out. I’m probably going to have to give her something to help her sleep, otherwise she’ll sit by his bedside all night long, and she won’t be any good come morning.”
“When you arrived did she reiterate her story about how she was awoken by Kerry’s screams?”
“She told that to Gretchen when she arrived at the coven, and Gretchen relayed it to me when I arrived here.”
“What’s our next move?” Deanna sat on the edge of Coraline’s desk. “It would seem these dreams have taken a turn for the worse, and we’re no closer to an answer on what they mean or how Kerry should handle them.”
Coraline released a long, exhausted breath. “We don’t even know the questions.”
Erywin turned to face the other women. “If I may suggest something—”
“By all means.”
“Perhaps we could gather at lunch time to go over what we have and see what makes sense. Also—” Erywin gathered her thoughts. “Jessica gave me some new data to examine. I received it late last week, but Ostara made it impossible to find enough free time to look it over.”
Deanna pushed herself up a little further on the desk. “Is that information related to your due diligence report?”
“It is, but at this point anything I share with you won’t affect anything that goes into that report.” She grunted. “Assuming I need to write one now.”
Coraline liked the idea of getting everyone in a room and brainstorming things out. Deanna and she had spent a couple of weeks coming up with different hypothesis that never panned out, and while Erywin wasn’t nearly the expert on dreams and visions as Deanna, she had ways of examining information that were far different than Deanna or she would. “We’ll worry about the due diligence later. I agree: we should get together, look at this new data, and see if it relates to what we’re following now.”
“Do you mind if I bring Jessica?” Erywin rolled her shoulders forward and stretched. “She told me yesterday there was something she wanted to discuss, but she figured we’d do it later—”
“Today?” Coraline chuckled. “Then she picked a great time. Where do you want to meet?”
What does Erywin have that Jessica handed over? Could it be . . . video? Yeah, I think that’s it. Which means we’re probably going to get to see Kerry doing his Mimic thing. But before that happens we need to get through this night.
And see something else we’ve never seen before . . .