A few weeks ago, self announced that Café Irreal would be publishing her story “The Secret Room” on Aug. 1.
But when she wandered over to Café Irreal today, she saw that in fact, her story was already live, and had been live since May.
Here’s the link, dear blog readers. Read, review. Self adores feedback.
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Here’s something else she encountered today.
While browsing through the British Museum blog, she stumbled upon an article on Witchcraft.
And here self found an answer to a question which has often nagged at her: Why are witches usually women?
The piece makes clear that accusations of witchcraft were always personal, as evidenced by the fact that people most often brought up charges of accusation against people they knew well — i.e., their neighbors. And the fact that many of the accused were old women, or widows, or orphaned women, or stepdaughters, makes very clear that the targets were “the most dependent members of the community.” The ones, in other words, who were least likely to fight back or defend themselves.
These female dependents (the preferred pool for witches) were the ones “whose names figure most frequently on the lists of people in receipt of poor relief, and they were the ones most likely to be caught up in the situation of begging for help and not getting it.”
Being perceived as powerless and being perceived as a threat — such a curious contradiction. In both instances, these two have more in common with perception and have precious little to do with reality.
Which is what led self to write a very curious short story called “Toad.” Which she will begin sending out shortly.
She finished it while sitting at a coffee shop on Lower Mount Street in Dublin. Quite close, in fact, to Ballsbridge, where her B & B was.
OMG. Witches. Toads. Lower Mounts. Ballsbridge. Self’s brain was filled with medieval imagery, almost the whole time she was in Ireland.
Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.