News and Views: Setting it Straight

Before I get to the novel I have to pass along news from last nights practice.  On my ninth practice session I was asked to do a 27/5, which is one of the test we do for certification.  You skate 27 laps in 5 minutes, which works out to about 5.4 laps per minute, or one lap every 11.1 seconds.  You get out and you don’t stop, you just keep going.

So, my first time out, I skated 18.5 lap in 5 minutes, which means I did one lap every 16.2 seconds.  Now I have to work on shaving off that five seconds a lap so I can get up to qualification speed.  Oh, and there’s video of it happening.  You’ll see that soon.

Now, about this excerpt–

Sure looks like Kerry shit the bed, huh?

You know, if you go back to the first novel, Kerry has come across at times like he’s a bit tone-deaf to social norms.  After all, he didn’t get named Captain Clueless because he’s always the sharpest knife in the drawer.  So, yes:  a thirteen year old Kerry did a dumb thing.  And he severely upset someone whom he does love a great deal.  That’s on him.

Does he have a reason for being this way?  He’ll try to explain:


(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)


She looked up with her eyes shadowed by emotions. “What did you mean, then?”

“I mean you should take that time to be with your family, not to make sure I’m okay.” He rocked her as he sighed. “Besides, it’s gonna feel awkward staying with you. All the while I’m there you’re parents are gonna be watching me—”

“No, they won’t.” Annie twisted her head to one side. “I admit we might not have the ability to be alone as much as we might like, but they aren’t going to watch your every move.”

“Maybe not, but—” He searched for the right words. “They don’t know me, so I’m not sure this is the best time for them to get to know me.” He looked down and away. “Particularly your father.”

Annie touched his chin. “Don’t be intimidated by Papa. It’s just the way he is—especially where I’m concerned.”

“Yeah, well, my concern is that he’s gonna be too concerned about me, and he’ll spend all his time hovering over us.”

Before Annie could reply Coraline threw back the privacy curtain and stepped into the bay. “Well, you are obviously in better shape than I anticipated.”


It appears that Kerry’s biggest worry is that he’s going to spoil Annie’s time with her family by being there, as well as feeling like her mother and father–particularly her father–are going to have him in their cross-hairs most of the time.  These are all legitimate reasons–it’s just unfortunate that he didn’t do it in a better fashion.

Which is all irreverent now as the School’s Doctor has appeared–


“I have a great doctor.” Kerry held on to Annie as he smiled at Coraline. “She makes everything better.”

“Flattery will get you nowhere, young man.” She cocked an eyebrow in Annie’s direction. “And I wouldn’t tell you if it did, not in front of Annie.”

For the first time in five minutes Annie managed to crack a genuine smile. She glanced at Kerry. “See? She knows better.”

“I certainly do.” Coraline slipped her hands into the pockets of her jeans. “I’ve sent messages to Vicky and Holoč telling them I’ve released you for racing. And with that—” She motioned towards the ward corridor. “You’re free to go.”

“Thank you.” Kerry slipped around Coraline and out of the bay, still holding Annie’s hand. “See you at the races.”

“Have a good time today.”

They made their way slowly into the waiting room. There were several things Kerry wanted to say, but he seemed unable to bring them out of his mind. The best he could do was make small talk. “So, what time are your parents supposed to get here?”

Just then Sabrina’s voice echoed through the Great Hall. “Attention. Will Annie Kirilova please report to the Atrium? Your parents have arrived.”

A huge smile formed as she glanced to her right. “I believe you know the answer to that question…”


“Annie, your parents are here!”  And so it begins.  I guess this is as good a time for them to get to know Kerry as any…

I’ll just leave you with one more thought which is really more of a question.  Has Kerry been acting a bit irrational of late?  Like, you know, being emotional and losing his shit on other people?  I know it’s a stretch, but maybe that’s got him being Snappy McSnapperson when he normally isn’t?

Asking for a friend…

News and Views: How This Works

A return to practice last night and…  man, I am sore today.  I wasn’t feeling that bad when I got home, but it all snuck up on me while I was sleeping and this morning I was moving around like I was 100 years old.  I’m better now, but damn:  that soreness is a killer.  Maybe I’ll grab some Epsom salts tonight and try that after practice.

Yesterday we saw Kerry figure out that Moma Malibey had a reason for calling him early in the morning.  Now he gets around to telling Annie why:


(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)


“Knowing Mom, she decided to contact me first thing this morning and tell me this BS ‘cause she knew I’d obsess over it most of the day. Knowing the way she thinks, she probably figured I’d call them back before they went to bed tonight begging to come back for the holidays.”

Based on what Kerry had told her in the past, Annie knew Louise Malibey to be an emotional manipulator and Kerry’s explanation of what she was likely thinking fit her profile—which did nothing to improve Annie’s opinion of the woman. “And if you were to beg to come back for the holidays, it would be on her terms.”

Kerry nodded. “Exactly.”

Now that she likely knew the reason for Kerry’s mom to call when she did, Annie wanted to know more on another but similar issue. “What are you going to do for the holidays now that you can’t go to your grandparents?”

He shrugged. “I sent an email to Professor Semplen letting him know I needed a place to stay. I figure he’ll throw my name in the pot and see who wants me.” Annie knew just as Kerry that no one was allowed to stay at the school during Yule holiday, so the administration worked to find families to take in those few individuals who had nowhere to go. Requesting a place to stay was known as “putting you name in the pot,” after which it was pulled and matched with someone willing to have a student for a couple of weeks.

Annie slid to the floor but remained leaning against the bed. “Did you ask Erywin if you could stay with Helena and her?”

“I did. She told me that Helena and she are going to New Zealand to spend time with Helena’s parents. She said they’re leaving the day after school lets out.”


Unlike another famous magical school that is also fictional to my students, Salem doesn’t believe in leaving kids there for the Yule holiday.  If you can’t go home, they’d find a home for you to go.  Kerry’s already asked Erywin if he could stay with Helena and her, but they have other plans, unfortunately.  That means Kerry will likely get placed with another family–

Unless there’s another solution and Annie thinks of immediately:


“I see.” Given that there weren’t many options, Annie had one of her own. “You could stay with me.”

Kerry shook his head. “No.”

“What?” She was shocked to hear him respond this way. “No? What do you mean?”

“I mean I don’t want to come and stay with you.”

“Why not?”

“Because Yule is for you to spend time with your family, not take care of me.”

Annie looked down at the floor and responded in a soft voice. “You are my family as well.”

It took a moment for Kerry to realize that he’d hurt Annie’s feeling with his comment. He slid off his bed and moved closer so he could take her in his arms. “I’m sorry, Sweetie. I didn’t mean it that way.”


Well, what way did you mean it, Kerry?  Because after all this time Captain Clueless still strikes once in a while and this time he did something really dumb.  The question becomes, however, can he recover from this faux pas.  Or will this become something that Annie reminds him of for like the next, oh, 50 years or so.

We may find out tomorrow…

News and Views: Getting More Than a Checkup

Guess what? I’m back!

Yeah, for the last few days I’ve taken some time away from the novel writing thing simply because of been too busy with things not related to novel writing. Which means I haven’t been putting out any excerpts from my novel. So is probably a welcome change from all my traveling exploits to get back into the swing of things with Annie and Kerry.

And what are those lovable scamps up to right now?

Well, if you remember, Kerry’s mom Skyped them early in the morning and tore his heart out.  Not literally, but we know how he handles rejection and abandonment, which means he’s not feeling is best at the moment.

Not only that, but first thing in the morning it was necessary for him to go and get checked out by Doctor Gallagher so that he could be cleared for racing that afternoon.  And wouldn’t you know it: that’s where we’re at right now–


(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)


Coraline glanced up at the monitor over the bed before turning back to give Kerry’s left shoulder, arm, and hand a final examination. “This has all healed up rather nicely.” She stripped off her rubber gloves and stuffed them into the pocket of her smock. “It’s safe to say you’re free from the possibility of secondary infection.”

Kerry glanced up to his left. “Does that mean I’m cleared to race this afternoon?”

“Absolutely means you’re cleared to race this afternoon.” Coraline gave him a questioning look. “How’s your medication holding up?”

There was no need to ask about the medication to which Coraline was referring. “I’m good through the weekend.”

“Then come see me tomorrow night and I’ll get you stocked up for the week.” Coraline glanced over at Annie, who sat on Bed #1 staring intently at Kerry, who was sitting across from her. “You can give Kerry his shirt so he can dress; I’ll step outside.” She moved out into the ward hallway and pulled the privacy curtain closed.

Annie levitated the shirt over to Kerry, never saying a word the entire time. He slipped on the shirt and regarded his soul mate for a few moments before speaking. “You haven’t said a word since I told you; please tell me what you’re thinking.”


You know when you’re getting the Silent Annie Treatment, nothing good is going to come up it.  So what is on Annie’s mind?


There was an uncomfortable few seconds of silence before Annie’s nostrils flared and she spoke in a low voice that was on the verge of trembling. “If your mother was here right now, I’m not certain I could control my actions.”

“Yeah.” Kerry looked down as he sighed. “I figured that.”


This is something that Louise is not learned yet, that pissing off her future daughter-in-law is not a good idea.  It’s one thing for your girlfriend to say she’s angry: it’s another thing for her to say that she is not certain she could control her actions around your mother.  And when one of those actions involves lighting Mom up like a Christmas tree with an Electrify attack, Louise Malibey is setting herself up for some real fun in the future.

And this allows Kerry to reveal a little bit more information about what it’s like living with Mommy Dearest:


Annie drew in a deep breath before continuing. “Your mother called this morning to tell you they want nothing to do with you this holiday. How could she do that?”

“You’d have to know my mother.”

“And why did she call so early in the morning?”

“Because Mom is a button pusher and she probably thought that if she woke me up early in the morning, I’d have all day to stew on this—which is what she really wants me to do.”

“What do you mean? Why would she want this to bother you throughout the day?”

Kerry let out several sighs before giving his thoughts. “My guess is that she wants me to be all upset today because it’s a big day and she knows I have a lot planned—”

Annie appeared puzzled. “How would she know that?”

“I sent them an email at the beginning of the month inviting them here for the races.”

“You said you weren’t going to say anything to them.”

“Yeah, well, I lied. I figured they weren’t going to come anyway so no harm. That’s how they know how important today is to me—to us.”

“I see.” Annie quickly raised and lowered her right eyebrow. “Continue with what you were saying before.”


Louise Malibey is a manipulative individual. We know she’s a bit of a button pusher and she’s got Kerry’s buttons mapped out pretty well.  And here we learn that she likely called early in the morning so she could guilt trip her son’s ass into begging them to allow him to somehow join them on their trip. I mean, they already know he doesn’t need to pay for airfare, and it would be an easy accommodation to have him join them on their holiday.

But it’s somewhat apparent that while Kerry may be upset, he’s not about to start begging.  He’s read his mom’s actions and he knows with what he is now dealing.  The question remains, however: will Kerry get through the day unscathed?  Is what happened this morning going to affect him later?

And most importantly, is Annie just going outright kill Louise the first time she meets her?

Well, we’re not gonna find out in this novel…

Getting Ready to Roller

It’s a different kind of travel day for me today.  Let me tell you all about it…


Readjusting the Curve

I will admit that my ideas are not always the best.  Allow me to explain:

We have reached the point in the current novel where it’s become known that Kerry’s parents are heading off to Australia and New Zealand for the Christmas holiday.  As it turns out Kerry’s grandparents are going to be on a cruise from San Fran to Panama City and back, so this leaves Kerry in the position of being abandoned by his folks, who are more or less telling him to go pound sand.  Knowing Kerry’s issues with abandonment the odds are good he’s not gonna handle this situation well even if he looks tough on the outside.  Because this is how Kerry is and he’s not changing anytime soon.

But what does this do for his holiday plans?

Leave it to renxkyoko to come up with the most obvious plan:  have Annie ask her parents if Kerry can comes to Pamporovo and spend the holidays with the Family Kirilovi.  Though the parents are not yet aware–at least they don’t know everything that’s happened to these two in the last couple of years–he is the future son-in-law, so maybe getting him used to being around Annie’s folks is a good idea.

And it is a good idea–

Only…  it wasn’t my original idea.

Oh, if you haven’t figured it out:


See, this part of the novel was figured out years ago and I was sticking with that plan.  What I had plotted out was that Kerry was going to fall on his sword and decide to stay at school, even though it bothered Annie a great deal to leave him behind.  Sure, Kerry fixes things up with getting her a computer so they can Skype, but still:  Annie goes home and Kerry stays behind ’cause he wants her to spend time with her parents and not make being there awkward for everyone.

Now, this isn’t that big of a deal–except for one thing.  Writing about Kerry being left behind at school requires haven’t a whole chapter that’s almost all Kerry, all the time, and after a while I found that to be a bit untenable.  Yes, Kerry is getting his own chapters, but Annie’s getting one as well, so that’s nicely balanced.

But Kerry at school alone sort of bothered me.  And as time went by it bothered me even more.

So when the suggestion came that Kerry should go stay with Annie I started thinking about the possibility.  And since you probably do know me, you’re aware that I spent a few days running ideas and scenarios around my head to see what happened.  And the most thought I gave the matter, the more I came to the conclusion:

Kerry should go spend the holidays with Annie and her parents.

The simple fact is this is their story.  And, as possible, that should happen together.  And how will they handle being under the watchful eye of Mama and Papa?  What sort of shenanigans can they get up to?  What sort of public fun will they encounter?  Let’s remember, Kerry’s never seen Annie in her natural environment, so is he gonna see a completely different person than the one he knows and loves?  Just imagine the first time Kerry has to wait in her sitting room for her to come out of her bedroom.  Will he consider it natural?  Or will he think it’s a little too much for this particular rich girl?

There you go:  I adjusted by curve and changed the story.

And, I believe, it’s gonna make it a better novel.

It will certainly make it a better holiday for two kids I know–

Morning, Salem: The End

I hate to say this, but I think I have a summer cold coming on.  The back of the throat has been scratchy all day and I’m feeling a bit washed out, though that could have a lot to do with not getting much sleep this week.  Either way, I need to knock this out in a couple of days because I don’t want to end up sick this weekend.

Today is the end of scene one of Chapter Fourteen and it’s a short excerpt.  There’s a reason for this which I’ll get to when it’s over.  In the meantime, eat it up!


(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)


Though it was meant to be a lighthearted jab, Louise took her son’s comment in a completely different way. “No, I haven’t. And that’s the way I want to keep it.” Her eyes narrowed. “I don’t appreciate that sort of humor.”

“Okay, Mom.” Kerry had come within a moment of apologizing when he recognize that his mother wanted him to do that. “So now that we’ve established you’re going away for the holidays because you don’t want to be around me, what’s going to happen at the end of school next year?”

“We haven’t decided.” Louise spent a few seconds staring at the screen, her face impassive. “When we get back from Australia we’ll talk.”

Hearing his mother’s simple dismissal begin changing Kerry’s mood. He concealed his feelings as he shrugged. “Whatever, Mom. We’ll talk about it when you get back.”

Louise gave one curt nod. “We will, indeed. Have a good day.” She terminated Skype on her end and Kerry’s computer minimize the program, once more revealing wallpaper of Annie and he at their favorite Salem Starbucks.

Kerry quickly levitated the container of pills Coraline gave him Wednesday and snatched them out of the air a second later. He had intended to take one later in the morning, but at the moment he felt as if he was about to be consumed by an enormous panic attack and he wanted to stop it before he dissolved into a crying mess. He dry swallowed a tablet, closed the container, and tossed it on his desk as he fell back on to his bed.

He stared up at the ceiling of his room for nearly a minute before his eyes shifted to the drawing of Annie’s Lake House, which he kept over the head of his bed. In the next few minutes he’d have to get up and get ready for the day, and it was likely that within the next thirty minutes he would have to tell his soul mate of his morning call.

Suddenly he was not looking forward to a day he had anticipated for most of the month…


Kerry’s mom didn’t die–yet.  Doesn’t mean she won’t, but for now she’s alive and kicking and ready to head Down Under in a couple of months.  Kerry’s like, “Whatever, later,” but you know it’s killing him because of his abandonment issues.  So even if he is just blowing it off, deep down inside it’s hurting hard.

I’m about eleven hundred words into my next scene, but due to my schedule over the next five days, it’s likely I won’t get another excerpt out until maybe Monday or Tuesday of next week, though it could possibly happen Sunday.  Tonight I have a lot of writing to do, with the same being said for Thursday and Friday.  I know what I’ll write about tomorrow, though Friday is a bit up in the air.  Saturday is video day and Sunday–  I’ll be in Youngstown, OH, Sunday morning and internet coverage is iffy, but even if I get something out it might be nothing more than a quick video.  We’ll see.  I’m notoriously bad for saying what I’m gong to do on the blog as opposed to actually doing shit on the blog.

But you know that.

The only thing I can guarantee for the immediately future is that I’ll be traveling most of the weekend.  And I’ll come back with pictures.  And video.

It’ll be fun.

Morning, Salem: The Truth

Since this post is about the truth, let talk about derby practice last night.  I kinda sucked.  Practice #6 and I couldn’t seem to do anything right.  And I took a hell of a fall that hurt my left hip something good and had me bailing out at a few points because of pain.

Needless to say, my face pretty much told the story when practice was over.

I died tonight. #HARD #RollerGirl

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I’ll write more on this Thursday.

Yesterday Kerry finally snarked at his mom that she was BSing him about their trip and even took it further by bringing up them skipping out on saying goodbye the day he left for school.  And the back and forth is just what you’d expect:


(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)


A touch of anger flashed in Louise’s voice. “We did not duck out on you when you left for school. Your father and I had to get to work—”

“And you were in such a hurry you couldn’t take a minute to say, ‘Bye, Kerry, have a good time at school’?” He shook his head. “That’s sketchy, Mom.”

For the first time Louise appeared rattled. “I told you, your father and I are getting away—”

“Oh, stop it.” Kerry stood up and leaned almost menacingly toward his computer, speaking in a near shout. “Why don’t you tell me the truth? Why don’t you tell me why you’re really going to Australia?”


This last line is seen in the trailer when Kerry’s in his room yelling at his computer–and now you know why.  Which means there’s only one way for this to go–


Louise’s expression turned serious as she locked eyes with her son. “You want to know the truth.”

Kerry nodded. “All of it.”

“Then you’ll get it… Your father and I are still having issues with this whole thing of you being a witch—”

“You mean you’re having issues with me being a witch.”

“Be that as it may, it still doesn’t change any of the pertinent facts. You hid the truth from us—”

This was something Kerry was tired of hearing. “I had to hide it from you because I was told to hide it from you. I didn’t have a choice, Mom.”

Louise nearly spit out her words. “And what would’ve happened if you had told us? What’s the worst that could have happened?”

“Well, since we’re all about the truth…” A faint smile touched Kerry’s lips. “I would have probably been kicked out of all my advanced classes for my B Levels and put on probation for the year. And a Guardian team would showed up and altered your memories. That way, dad and you wouldn’t in any way remember I was a witch.”

The anger Louise had shown slowly faded away. “They—” She seemed unsure if she should ask the question. “They could do that?”

Kerry didn’t want to mention how he knew it was possible for the Guardians to alter memories: he felt having knowledge of the fact was enough. “Yeah, they can. They’d show up and do what they need to do to fix things and leave without you ever knowing they were there. They only do this when it’s absolutely necessary—like, for example, if your kid decided to tell you they were a witch before they were supposed to?”


So, Mommy and Daddy–though mostly Mother of the Year–are still having “issues” with Their Son, the Witch.  It’s sort of funny that Kerry lets her know about how the Guardians might have adjusted their memories if he’d blabbed without saying how he knows this, which would probably make his mom shit her knickers just a little quicker if he did.

Needless to say this leads to another issue–


Rather than feel sympathetic Louise turn this information back against her son. “And this is the sort of organization with whom you’re associated? These people exist and you want us to trust you?”

Kerry sat on his bed as he rolled his eyes. “You can trust me, Mom.”

You told me you know how to kill people.” Louise’s face was red with anger. “You want me to trust you knowing, by your own admission, what you can do?” Her scoff came out sounding like a loud snort. “You really expect us—expect me—to feel comfortable around you after telling me that?”

Kerry gave a half-hearted shrug. “Well… Have you died?”


There are times when Kerry shouldn’t be a little meme-quoting smart ass, and this was one of those times.  ‘Cause you know this won’t go well…