Witches in Fiction: Crafting Blooming Howls

Crafting fiction for me is a work of the heart. In my story "Texas Twister" in the Of Dragons and Magic: Tales of Lost Worlds, a witch has to fall back into the love and care of her coven as she navigates the waters of her husband's betrayal. This story was based in a very large part on a tale told to me by a woman I met through my job at the bookstore and a group of wonderful ladies I spend time stitching with. We may not cast spells but our fingers weave some pretty impressive magic and you can always count on a fair bit of snark to make everything once again right in the world.

This autumn season, who are you grateful for in your life?

For me, is is the friendship of a group of ladies that has stood by me through the years. My writing, which has taken off in a big way this year with my first novella Asylum and the lovely folks at Witty Bard Publishing for giving life to my little witchy story. I hope you'll check it out, but in the meanwhile, please enjoy an excerpt:

Buy link: Amazon

"Texas Twister"
by Dana Wright

“What’s the matter, Maggie? Are you alright, honey?” Belinda sat up in her chair scrutinizing
her.
Joanne and Rose paused mid stitch and joined in the stare down.
“I…” Magdalay tried to gather her thoughts but they dissolved into tears.
“Rose, get her some water. Belinda, get her a piece of that chocolate.” Joanne was up and reaching
for her pink amethyst and shoving it into her hand.
“Here. You hold that and let it sink in.” Joanne took the water from Rose and handed her the
chocolate.
Magdalay sniffled. “Thanks.” She unwrapped the bright red wrapper and smiled at the saying
inside, quickly popping the morsel into her mouth.
“Alright little miss. You spill it good and now.” Joanne’s eyes bored into her as she returned to her
seat. Rose took a place on the couch next to Magdalay and Belinda followed suit.
Magdalay held her breath and moment, a little unsure of where to start.
“It’s not hard, honey. Just spill it. Nothing is so awful that it can’t be mended.” Rose patted her
hand, the very image of a kind and doting grandmother.
A burst of laughter bubbled out of Magdalay that sounded more like a sob. “You scare me when
you say that.”
“Us. Scare you?” Rose chortled. “Silly girl.”
“What did you do to Brenda?” Magdalay eyed the three of them suspiciously. She had missed the
meeting before when she had to work at the store unexpectedly. Life as an independent bookstore
owner often had its ups and downs.“Well, you realize, honey. She deserved it. Not the first time she’s been caught poaching.” Rose dug
into her craft bag and pulled out another small needlework project that looked suspiciously like a
poppet.

“What is that?” Magdalay pointed.
“Well, this is my new weight management doll.” Rose held it up for all to see. “You bind its mouth
shut with electrical tape and do an incantation on it every day. In turn, it takes all of your cravings and
absorbs them. It gets fat and you don’t. Ingenious, right?”
“Oh, what a great idea!” Belinda beamed. “You could sell those on-line.”
“Yes. I probably could.” Rose glowed.
“Ladies, aren’t we forgetting something.” Joanne gave Magdalay a pointed stare.
“Oh! Maggie. That was naughty. You were supposed to be telling us what was the matter.” Belinda
set down her crocheting and waggled her finger.
“No. I really want to know. See, I may need your help with something.” Magdalay twisted her
fingers in her lap. When Mom died, she had to take on more than just becoming the owner of the
Brambled Broomstick. Her dearest friends became Magdalay’s as well. Over the years, she had come to rely upon her secret circle in more ways than one. They could run a needle and boy could they handle themselves in times of crisis.
“Well, we simply put binding on her honey.” Rose looked down at her work, not meeting her eyes.
“Right.” And one day wings would pop out of her back and she would sprout a halo. Not.
Joanne sighed. “No. Not really. We cursed Brenda Maxwell with all the energy I had to muster, is
what we did. She made a fool out of me at church one too many times. In fact, she was such in pain in the butt that’s where the hex hit, if you want the honest truth.”
“Oh Joanne.” Magdalay was horrified.
“No. Don’t you dare give me that look. She’s done it to three other ladies in the fundraiser group
just this year. She’s a home wreaking hussy that needed to be stopped.” Joanne sat up straight and met her gaze head on. “I dare any of you to say different. Rose here made the poppet, Belinda gathered the ingredients, and the three of us manifested it.”
“You could have told me.” Magdalay sat back, stunned.
“What would you have done? Told us not to do it? Because it would backlash on us?” Joanne shook
her head. “I don’t think so. She was after Fred.”
“You should have let her have him.” Belinda looked up from trying to unsuccessfully read her
crochet pattern and shot Joanne a filthy expression.

Dana Wright has always had a fascination with things that go bump in the night. She is often found playing at local bookstores, trying not to maim herself with crochet hooks or knitting needles, watching monster movies with her husband and furry kids or blogging about books. More commonly, she is chained to her computers, writing like a woman possessed. She is currently working on several children's stories, young adult fiction, romantic suspense, short stories and is trying her hand at poetry. She is a contributing author to Ghost Sniffer’s CYOA, Siren’s Call E-zine in their “Women in Horror” issue in February 2013 and "Revenge" in October 2013, a contributing author to Potatoes!, Fossil Lake, Of Dragons and Magic: Tales of the Lost Worlds, Undead in Pictures, Potnia, Shadows and Light, Dark Corners, Wonderstruck, Shifters: A Charity Anthology, Dead Harvest, Monster Diaries (upcoming), Holiday Horrors and the Roms, Bombs and Zoms Anthology from Evil Girlfriend Media. She is the author of Asylum due out in October 2014.   Dana has also reviewed music for Muzikreviews.com specializing in New Age and alternative music and has been a contributing writer to Eternal Haunted Summer, Nightmare Illustrated, Massacre Magazine, Metaphor Magazine, The Were Traveler October 2013 edition: The Little Magazine of Magnificent Monsters, the December 2013 issue The Day the Zombies Ruled the Earth. She currently reviews music at New Age Music Reviews and Write a Music Review.

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Twitter: @danawrite

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The Line: Witchery in Savannah

Move over, Sookie Stackhouse—the witches of Savannah are the new talk of the South. Bold, flirty, and with a touch of darkness, debut author J.D. Horn spins a mesmerizing tale of a family of witches . . . and the problem that can arise from being so powerful. As Charlaine Harris’ series winds down—and as Deborah Harkness’ series heats up—Witching Savannah is new contemporary fantasy that will be sure to enchant new readers.

Mercy Taylor, the youngest member of Savannah’s preeminent witching family, was born without the gift of magic. She is accustomed to coming in a distant second to the minutes older, exquisite and gifted twin she adores. Hopelessly in love with her sister’s boyfriend, she goes to a Hoodoo root doctor for a love spell. A spell that will turn her heart to another man, the best friend who has loved her since childhood.

Aunt Ginny, the family’s matriarch, would not approve. But Mercy has more to worry about than a love triangle when Aunt Ginny is brutally murdered. Ginny was the Taylor family’s high commander in the defense of the bewitched line that separates humankind from the demons who once ruled our realm.

A demon invasion looms now that the line is compromised. Worse yet, some within the witching world stand to gain from a demon takeover. Mercy, entangled in the dark magic of her love spell, fighting for her sister’s trust, and hopelessly without magic, must tap the strength born from being an outcast to protect the line she doesn’t feel a part of...

In this riveting contemporary fantasy, Horn delivers the full betrayal, blood, and familial discord of the best of Southern gothic.

Amazon

The Line (Witching Savannah, Book 1)


Savannah, the whole damned place is a graveyard. Serene and beautiful, but built on the bones of those who fell under her spell. Magic clings to her as sure as Spanish moss hangs from her ancient live oaks, but most of that magic is under the control of a sole family, the Taylor witches, and they plan on keeping it to themselves. After all, real magic belongs in the hands of real witches, the people who created and maintain The Line, a safety net of energy that protects us from the demons that once owned our reality and who are doing their best to fight their way back in.


Mercy Taylor has none of her family's power. The Taylors, although no one other than her aunt’s husband would ever say so openly, view Mercy’s lack of power as an unfortunate, if not entirely debilitating, birth defect. Well, maybe that is too strong. Maybe more like her ginger coloring, not the ideal, but nothing to be ashamed of.


Maisie, Mercy’s fraternal twin, on the other hand, came into the world nearly glowing with power. She never knew an awkward phase or felt like an outsider in the Taylor witches’ magical world. But Mercy adores Maisie and never begrudged her sister her grace, beauty or magic. Mercy never coveted anything that belongs to her sister, that is until Jackson came along. As hard as she tries to resist her feelings for her sister’s lover, something in Mercy’s heart tells her that Jackson should be hers.


When Mercy discovers the bludgeoned corpse of the family matriarch, she begins to unravel a skein of lies and misdirection that covers a conspiracy to bring down The Line. A conspiracy in which she is the central pawn.


Guest post:

The Craft Versus Lovecraft

Magic. Witch. Witchcraft.  These words are emotionally charged and laden with many different connotations. Some are positive, but the majority not so much.  The watercolor image of a wise earth mother contrasts with that of a lurid black Sabbath, the honorable religion of Wicca with that of debased devil worship. When I set out to write The Line, first book in the Witching Savannah series, I was confronted with the need for a magical system that could somehow sidestep the pitfalls of both popular culture stereotypes, and the intolerance that has too long colored mainstream religion’s perception of those who follow Pagan paths.

The question became how to make practitioners of Wicca (and other Pagan faiths) feel respected, but also to broaden the meaning of these three enchanted words so that people of all faiths (or no faith at all) could join in on the fun.

 Inspiration came to me when rereading H.P. Lovecraft’s “The Dreams in the Witch House.” Certainly Keziah Mason, the titular witch, falls very much within the literary camp of evil child-sacrificing hags, but what caught my imagination was that the source of her power fell outside the purview of any earthly religion. Lovecraft created a space for cosmic horror that lies beyond theological debate. There may be a “big G “ God, or there may not be, but in his cosmic horror there are incomprehensible and frightening entities out there whose access to power would certainly lead early man to view them as gods.

Lovecraft’s old gods and “Elder Things” spring from a place where science intersects the occult. I decided I wanted to play in this sandbox. I asked myself what it might look like if this magic, this cosmic power, wasn’t in and of itself evil, the only evil being the way Keziah chose to interact with and use it. This thought combined with a marathon viewing of “Ancient Aliens” to form the base of The Line’s magical system.

Even though Lovecraft’s archaic language and affected ambience (two things I personally enjoy in his work) don’t find their way into The Line, readers of the Witching Savannah series will notice many affectionate nods to Lovecraft, from the Old Ones the magic of the line protects us from, to a creature inspired by Brown Jenkin that makes an appearance in The Source, second book in the Witching Savannah series. In The Line, the heroine, Mercy Taylor, notes that her family came to Savannah shortly after the end of the Civil War. It is part of the (unwritten) family backstory that they came to Savannah from Lovecraft’s own beloved Providence.

Lovecraft’s concept of cosmic horror provided space to create witches whose power has nothing to do with their creed. The witches of The Line are followers of many faiths, including the Wiccan, Jewish, Christian, Hindu, Aboriginal and Native American spirituality.  Some are even atheist. The Taylor family, the central family of the series, falls firmly in the category of the spiritual, but religiously unaffiliated.

 I hope readers will enjoy the narrative freedom this lack of connection to any one religion permits as Mercy’s story unfolds in The Line, The Source (coming in June 2014) and The Void (coming late fall 2014). 

J. D. Horn was raised in rural Tennessee, and has since carried a bit of its red clay in him while traveling the world, from Hollywood, to Paris, to Tokyo. He studied comparative literature as an undergrad, focusing on French and Russian in particular. He also holds an MBA in international business and worked as a financial analyst before becoming a novelist.

Links:

http://www.amazon.com/Line-Witching-Savannah-Book-One-ebook/dp/B00CIDTH2E/ 

 http://www.WitchingSavannah.com 

http://www.Facebook.com/TheLineSavannah

@TheLineSavannah

Werewolves Be Damned by Stacey Kennedy: On My TBR list

Nexi Jones—part witch, part guardian, and wannabe kick-ass warrior—can’t throw a punch or conjure the simplest magic. But that doesn’t stop her from hunting the werewolves who slaughtered her human family. She’ll have her revenge, but only if Kyden, the elite guardian, would get the hell out of her way.

Kyden can’t decide if Nexi wants to get herself killed or if she just has no clue what she’s doing. But her father made it clear: keep Nexi safe…or else. Of course, the more Nexi runs toward revenge, the more she needs Kyden’s aid, and as she grows into her power and confidence, so does his desire to protect her. The only problem? She’d rather he dropped dead.

But when a vampire paints a bull’s-eye on Nexi’s back, she’s hard-pressed to deny Kyden and the help he’s offering. Even if it means getting her revenge will be a little bit harder. At least it will still be as sweet.

Title: Werewolves Be Damned (Magic & Mayhem #1)
Author: Stacey Kennedy
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Length: 267 pages
Release Date: April 2013
Ebook ISBN: 978-1-62266-104-6
Imprint: Edge

Entangled Edge




 

© 2013 Stacey Kennedy

The putrefied stench of death rushed through Nexi Jones’s nostrils as she scooted along the floor, cowering from the snarling wolf. Dark red stains saturated the beige carpet and crimson horror splattered the floral wallpaper in her living room.

A terrible combination of grief and fear rattled her, when suddenly, the air around the wolf shimmered. A frigid blast washed through her as if the trauma of seeing her slain parents and her own imminent death had leeched all of her warmth.

The wolf’s fur rippled as if by a harsh wind, yet no windows were open in her house. His features contorted and his gray fur shifted to a cocoa color. Then, in the wolf’s place stood a man, peering down at her with black eyes and shoulder-length dark hair.

Her mind had to have betrayed her—wolves didn’t change into denim-clad men in the blink of an eye. Hadn’t she seen a special on the Discovery Channel about the effects of trauma on the human imagination? Maybe the wolf-man was a weird manifestation of the horror of seeing her parents murdered in the kitchen.

Managing to get on her feet, she scrambled toward the front door. She took two steps before the man grabbed her at the nape and shoved her face-first to the floor. “Don’t fight.” His voice dipped low, resonating with danger. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“What the hell are you?” she gasped.

His grip on her neck loosened. “Do you promise not to run?”

“Yes.” Her hands fisted. “I promise.”

The man shifted off her back and when he turned her over, she kneed him between the legs as hard as she could. He dropped to the side with a loud groan. She pushed off the floor and begged her legs to be quick.

“Help!” she screamed.

His footsteps thundered behind her. “You’re leaving me with no other choice.”

A splitting pain in the back of her skull stole her need to flee, sending her crashing to the floor. Through the pain threatening to smother her, deep yells, muted but obviously angry, trickled through and kept her conscious.

In her line of vision, she discovered paws.

Confused, she raised her pounding head off the carpet. The man had turned into a wolf again and he snarled, but not at her. He trained his predatory stare onto the two men charging into her living room. Men who happened to look like medieval warriors. Both were bare-chested, swords strapped to their backs, and clad in only dark leather kilts and black boots that stopped mid-calf.

One of them positioned himself in front of her and shielded her from the wolf, holding a hefty sword in his hand. He looked down at her, his piercing, light-green eyes blazing. “Don’t move. You’ll be safe.”

The other warrior circled the wolf, exuding controlled power. “Shift now. Answer for this savagery.” The wolf growled, curling his lip to display sharp teeth, and the warrior stepped forward for a clear attack. Then loud howls erupted in the foyer of her house.

Four more wolves charged into her living room, and Nexi leapt to her feet. Her only plan: getting the hell out of this nightmare and away from these freakish creatures. The entrance to the kitchen was behind her and with her fear washing away all thought, she made a beeline for the doorway.

The warrior who had stayed by her yelled, “No, Nexi! Stop!”

She had a split second to wonder how he knew her name and why these men were helping her before scary roars followed by thundering paws against the carpet sounded at her back. Just as she reached the kitchen’s doorway and spotted her adoptive father’s legs, sharp teeth bit painfully into her calf, sending her tumbling.

“Big mistake, wolf.” The green-eyed warrior sliced his blade through the wolf’s neck, spraying blood in the air.

Nexi scrambled back and bumped into the couch. “Holy fuck.”

In front of her, she spotted a brown wolf with a black stripe running along his head and over his snout. He took a quick look around, even his wolfish eyes portrayed alarm, then he ran from the room.

One escaped…

She turned to her left. The other warrior was battling a tan wolf as another gray wolf was prepping to pounce. In an instant, he jumped onto the warrior’s back, and they crashed into her coffee table, breaking it into pieces.

She looked from fight to fight and her mind struggled to catch up. The warriors fought with a speed and strength she had never seen before. No way could this be real. Her parents weren’t dead, wolves weren’t shifting into men, and there weren’t medieval-looking warriors in her living room. Doing the only thing she could, she shut her eyes and prayed that she’d survive.

Not a minute later, a warm hand touched under her knees and a strong arm wrapped around her back. “Are you all right?”

Nexi dared to open her eyes. “Are you out of your goddamned mind?” she snapped, overwhelmed by panic. “I’m anything but all right.”

With a gentle touch, the green-eyed warrior helped her to sit up, and she hissed as her wounds complained. When she took in the state of her living room, nothing made any sense. Before she shut her eyes there were wolves and blood. Now the house was empty except for her, the warriors, and her broken coffee table. “What? The wolves? Gone?”

The warrior tightened his arms around her. “We need to get you out of here.”

“Like hell.” She pushed away from him, her eyesight blurred. “You are…I don’t know what you are, but—” Yes, the men had helped her, but… “That wolf turned into a man…then into a wolf…”

The Cat's Meow Official Blog Tour

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Thank you to On the Broomstick for letting me stop by today and share my new release, The Cat’s Meow! I feel right at home here on such an awesome witchy blog!

1. Classic books or erotic romance?

Erotic romance. I need a bit of heat in my books—even if a little—or I get bored really, really, fast!

2. Cheeseburger or sushi?

Sushi—gag. Nope, I can’t do it. In college, I was on a first date and had to try it. That was a horrible experience I’m glad I’ve never repeated. I’ll stick to cheeseburgers, thank you very much!

3. Zombies or vampires-which would win in a battle for world domination?

Zombies, of course! Well, that might be because I’m a huge The Walking Dead fan and…zombies freak me out!

4. Harry Potter or Harry Dresden?

Harry Potter all the way—I love those movies!

5. Chocolate or angel food cake?

While I love angel food cake, nothing comes between chocolate and me!

6. Beach vacation or mountain cabin?

Mountain cabin! However, you’d never hear me complaining about a beach vacation! Actually, I plan to take one in June to Mexico! ;-D

7. Cowboys or aliens?

Gotta love those chaps, cowboy hats, and men who smell of leather and the outdoors. Yep, cowboys all the way!

8. True Blood or Walking Dead?

Well, I’ve already spilled how much I love The Walking Dead. But…deep down, I’m a diehard True Blood fan. Though, I wasn’t crazy about last season of True Blood, so I might change my mind on this one!

9. Pizza or salad (or both?)

Pizza! Greasier the better, I always say!

10. Fight scenes or sex scenes-what is your favorite to write?

Gah! Honestly, I couldn’t pick between those two. I love writing fight scenes because I find them so thrilling. With all the magic being thrown everywhere, lives in danger, and kick-ass fighting, I really love it! But what can I say, I love the smexy stuff, too. So, yep, I’d say both!

The Cat’s Meow

Witch’s Brew Book One

Urban Fantasy Romance

Publisher: Entangled Publishing

ISBN: 9781622668571

Release date: December 13, 2012

A good witch always has a kick-ass back-up plan.

Libby is an Enchantress—a witch gifted by the Goddess to conjure spells. When a magical presence is detected around a recent string of feline slayings, Libby takes the case to uncover the reasons behind the odd deaths. Much to her displeasure, the coven also sends a sexy warlock, Kale, to assist her.

While having the muscle around proves to be useful, fighting the attraction between them is worse than a hex, especially considering Kale is keeping secrets. But soon, Libby has bigger problems than the elusive warlock when her spells turn up clues that point to something far more sinister than slaughtered cats.

Now Libby has landed herself in the midst of an uprising. She trusts no one and isn’t safe—not from the warlocks stirring up trouble. Not from the worrisome rebellion she can’t escape. And certainly not from Kale, who is weaving a very dangerous spell over her heart.

BUY LINKS:

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EXCERPT LINK: http://www.staceykennedy.com/the-cats-meow/

BIO:

Stacey Kennedy’s novels are lighthearted fantasy with heart-squeezing, thigh-clenching romance, and even give a good chuckle every now and again. But within the stories you’ll also find fast-paced action, life-threatening moments, and a big bad villain who needs to be destroyed. She lives in Southwestern Ontario with her husband and two children. If she’s not plugging away at a new story—which is rare because her muse is annoying—you’ll find her camping, curling up with the latest flick, or obsessing over Sons of Anarchy, Games of Thrones, Supernatural and Dexter.

Stacey welcomes comments from readers. You can find her at:

Website - http://www.staceykennedy.com/

Blog - http://www.staceykennedy.com/blog

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The Review:

The Cat's Meow

Stacey Kennedy

Contemporary. Act/Adv.  Sus/Myst.  Paranormal

M/F

256 pages

A wonderful witchy tale that will keep you spellbound to be sure.

Libby is an Enchantress that has a mind of her own and frequently speaks her mind very bluntly. She is a very talented witch and works for the coven.  Having been born and grown up with the knowledge that her father was a warlock who left her mother as soon as he found out about the to be child.  Later in life Libby fell in love with a warlock and years into the relationship he dumped her and as a result Libby has no use for warlocks, she just doesn't trust them.

Payton is a fellow witch and her gift is that she can sense magic, they both work for the coven and are the very best of friends.  They are such good friends that Libby even tolerates Payton relationship with a warlock.  It has taken years for Libby to be civil to this warlock but their mutual love for Payton has made the difference.

Payton and Libby have been sent by the coven to investigate the mysterious death of another cat.  Four cats have been gutted and the coven is concerned it might be magic related and want to put a stop to it.

Kade appears at the scene of the last cat gutting and informs Libby that the coven wants him to work with her to get to the bottom of this.  Libby is not happy about this turn in events but she feels that the coven might be testing her and even looking for a reason to kick her out of the coven.  She has no choice but to work with this warlock and does not bite her tongue letting him know that she does not want him around.

Kade does not give Libby any information as to who or what he is other than he is there to help with the cat situation.  In attempts to solve the cat problem they discover an underlying plot to do harm to all and overtake the world for evil.

Libby cannot turn her back on the current problem uncovered but has an inner conflict going on because she is getting mixed feelings about the warlock.  She does not trust warlocks but this one is getting to her.  What is he?  Who is he really??

The Goddess helps Libby and gives her strength to overcome things that threaten.

Kade knows Libby is a powerful witch and tries to help guide her to acknowledge her powers.  Things get dangerously evil and deadly but Libby with the help of the Goddess is able to bring things to safe closure.

Kade finally discloses who he really is and has to gain Libby's trust because he had not been upfront with her and she is so confused about her feelings for him.  She doesn't  know if she can overcome that he was not upfront with her but so much of her wants to forgive him.

5 stars

Victoria Storm

A wonderful and witchy read for all!