tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66418073020804732102023-11-16T05:21:19.760-08:00Modern-Day FairytalesWriting 'Faerie Tales' For TodayAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-17533798421613169972013-03-16T00:47:00.003-07:002013-03-16T00:47:50.841-07:00New Blog sites<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I don't know how many (if any?) people still follow this page. It's been three years since my last post and... so much has happened in that time. This little fairy girl is now writing under a different pen name, living in a different house, writing about vampires as well as fairies. And that's only the things off the top of my head!<br />
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For news on what I'm writing these days, feel free to visit my new author's blog: <a href="http://nicole-d-fergusson.blogspot.com.au/">http://nicole-d-fergusson.blogspot.com.au</a><br />
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If you want to follow me on Twitter, I do love the attention: <a href="https://twitter.com/faerywhimsy">https://twitter.com/faerywhimsy</a><br />
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And, of course, what author these days would be complete without a Goodreads account? <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6878229.Nicole_D_Fergusson">http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6878229.Nicole_D_Fergusson</a><br />
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I am also on <a href="http://faerywhimsy.tumblr.com/">Tumblr</a>, <a href="http://persephone20.dreamwidth.org/" target="_blank">Dreamwidth</a>, <a href="https://plus.google.com/u/0/104534067769685923983/posts" target="_blank">Google Plu</a>s and <a href="https://www.facebook.com/NicoleDFergusson" target="_blank">Facebook</a> (to varying levels and extents).<br />
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Come on, follow me on this new journey. :)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-43923500357606218152010-09-30T22:33:00.000-07:002010-09-30T22:58:45.083-07:00Fun had in Ezra PoundI suppose any bar that calls itself Ezra Pound is going to be a bar that offers artistic types inspiration. I mean, I know that's why I went out of my way to go there while I was here in Perth. <br /><br /><a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/?action=view¤t=tavern.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/tavern.jpg" border="0" alt="Inspiration"></a><br /><br />From the red velvet couches, to the murals on the walls, to the cabinet of old books that I want to own, this place was divine. But it was one mural in particular that inspired me.<br /><br /><a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/?action=view¤t=lazylaughingeyes.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/lazylaughingeyes.jpg" border="0" alt="Inspiration"></a><br /><br />As I was sitting at the chair, sipping my red wine, the lazy laughing eyes of this mural were staring back at me, tempting me away from the conversation going on with my three companions, whispering of the story it had to tell. <br /><br />For it was, betimes, an entry into the Underground; the world that had been created for the fae to skip between freely when they were cast out of Ireland. Entry ways like this exist in many places, all leading to the one Underground, sort of like the idea of the One Forest of Charles de Lint fame. The bar is a favourite for the creatures of the Underground, so close to the entryway of their home. <br /><br />There were more people who walked past us in our unsuspecting chairs and did not come back out. The barman, almost certainly a magician, creates the glamour for these fae creatures in the backroom and the doorman, almost certainly a hunching goblin, escorts us out when the lights of the bar have dimmed. It's time for us to go, so that the fae can play.<br /><br /><a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/?action=view¤t=caroutside.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/caroutside.jpg" border="0" alt="Inspiration"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/?action=view¤t=oracle.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/oracle.jpg" border="0" alt="Inspiration"></a><br /><br />Nikki.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-80525992754640742182010-09-28T20:26:00.000-07:002010-09-28T20:48:27.709-07:00Front Cover for The Fairy GirlWell, it's more simple than I'd imagined, but nicer than if I'd continued sticking things to it and risking it looking cluttered. <br /><br />Voila! <br /><br /><a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/?action=view¤t=cover-1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/cover-1.jpg" border="0" alt="The Fairy Girl Cover 2"></a><br /><br />Today's the first day that I've even seen clouds since being in Perth. As such, I've decided against going out today and am set to knock around at home. And run through the treasures I located in a Salvos scrap bag yesterday. <br /><br /><a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/?action=view¤t=fulldress.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/fulldress.jpg" border="0" alt="Op shop buys"></a><br /><br />Exactly half of a full length dress. The front side, as you can see from the below picture, has been completely unpicked.<br /><br /><a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/?action=view¤t=unstiched.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/unstiched.jpg" border="0" alt="Op shop buys (close)"></a><br /><br />The lines of color are part of the material, not sewn on as I originally thought. It's a stunning blast from the past.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-28826721105510419582010-09-27T21:27:00.000-07:002010-09-27T22:01:53.895-07:00Insomnia & Cover designsLast night, was a lovely night. I'd just been in the spa, had two glasses of muscat, showered then sat copying out the latest story for my next chapbook. About the time it got to be able twelve, I was fairly relaxed. I wasn't exhausted, but I was happy to have some sleepy-time. <br /><br />Ha ha, I realise now. Famous last words.<br /><br />I commenced to lay in bed, eyes closed, wide awake, for a full hour before I got up to jot some creative ideas down. For, you see, I've recently found a couple of mixed media collages on etsy, and they have inspired me! I don't assume that I can do anything so striking as the ones you'll see there. But it occurred to me, the last picture you guys saw, my front cover was rather... blank. <br /><br /><a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/?action=view¤t=cropped.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/cropped.jpg" border="0" alt="The Fairy Girl (cropped)"></a><br /><br />Not that interesting. I knew that I could do better than that, but I just didn't know what yet. Hey presto, at just after one o'clock in the morning, I had much more of an idea, a projected sketch that I simply had to get up out of bed at one in the morning to do.<br /><br /><a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/?action=view¤t=projectedsketch.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/projectedsketch.jpg" border="0" alt="projected sketch"></a><br /><br />Crepe paper and ribbons and feathers and coins, brightly coloured and striking. The more I get into this craft stuff, the more I realise I miss primary school art. You know, before they started telling you how to do art *right*.<br /><br />Anyway, most of the materials I want to use are at my real home, in Melbourne. So when I get back there, I'm sure to have more photos of my latest experiment.<br /><br />And hopefully, by posting here, I'll manage to get to sleep tonight...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-6020045518059289342010-09-26T00:25:00.000-07:002010-09-26T01:07:09.343-07:00Almost a year to the day since I last posted.Today I find myself visiting a friend in Perth. Now, I knew, when I started packing for this outing, that this is a friend who tends to inspire creativity in me. And, just lucky for me, I had a project in mind.<br /><br />For the past year, I've been working on a series of vignettes focused narrowly around the theme of modern-day fairytales. Much more recently, I have learned the art of Japanese book binding. With a small amount of prompting from some friends of mine, I was persuaded to the idea of writing up and binding these stories into little chapbooks that look a little something like this:<br /><br /><a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/?action=view¤t=P1000803.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/th_P1000803.jpg" border="0" alt="The Fairy Girl 2" ></a><br /><br />I'm pretty pleased with it. Covered with black cartridge paper, the spine has been sewn with green embroidery thread. You can see the ink and dip pen I've used to write with in the picture. For a better look at the writing itself:<br /><br /><a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/?action=view¤t=P1000806.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/Photography/th_P1000806.jpg" border="0" alt="The Fairy Girl 1" ></a><br /><br />The story inside is my take on W. B. Yeats' poem 'The Stolen Child', but from the fairy changeling's point of view. The next story, which I've just started working on, is about a changeling girl who's grown up with a human family and experiences some amount of disconnect. It's the writing from this story that's visible in the picture above.<br /><br />Currently still deciding whether these will be put up on my etsy page. At the moment, I'm liking being able to hold and look at my new creative pretties!<br /><br />Nikki.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-46365632364244111532009-09-29T05:09:00.000-07:002009-09-29T06:12:31.149-07:00Character sketches -- some speed writing"So you see," he said, over a glass of drink, and with the slumped shoulders of someone who had already had quite a few of them, "The situation is more than anyone could have born."<br /><br />The redheaded bartender nodded her head sympathetically, and handed over another drink. <br /><br />"Cheers." This time, the bartender poured herself a drink as well. As Matthew picked up his shot, his clinked it against the glass she'd poured for herself. They both drank deeply.<br /><br />"Where are you staying tonight?" Charlie asked. <br /><br />Dejected--looking into his drink as though there should be more--Matthew shrugged his shoulders.<br /><br />"Alright then, you're staying with me." Picking up her coat, she dragged it over her shoulders. Reaching for his, she threw it onto him before leaning into the staff only section behind the bar. "I'm signing off."<br /><br />The other man on shift nodded and waved his hand vaguely. He was on the phone. Charlie didn't wait. Grabbing hold of Matthew's arm, she commenced to drag him out of the Fad Bar and Gallery.<br /><br />*<br /><br />It wasn't easy being the one gay friend in a group of football loving yobs. Especially not around Grand Final season. They left the ground, already half pissed from drinks had all game, and then had in excess through the final quarter. He doubted they were the only St Kilda fans who were going to have a heady hang over the following day. Come to think of it, there were going to be a lot of sad Geelong fans going into work come Monday.<br /><br />Now that he thought of it, he figured he might be coming down with that hang over a little bit early. <br /><br />Thomas kept him standing, at least long enough to get him into the cab. Wouldn't go in there with him, of course. Wouldn't want to risk catching the gay. Gary muttered a slurred thanks he didn't really mean, and told himself that tomorrow it wouldn't matter as the cab pulled away. <br /><br />Tomorrow it wouldn't matter. Until it did matter. Just the same as always. But soon, he'd be able to close his eyes and go far away into a world where none of this even mattered. In fact, Gary could feel his eyes starting to close even as the cab meter started ticking up the fare of his ride.<br /><br />*<br /><br />Darcy jumped awake. Her wrist was damp and she realised she'd been drooling on it; realised too that it was 4 in the morning and she had fallen asleep while trying to get an essay in on time, again. And this week it was worse, because this week it was supposed to be holidays!<br /><br />Wiping the inside of her wrist absently against her tracksuit pants, Darcy moved things on her bedside table so there would be room to put her laptop when she shut it off. And didn't look at it tomorrow until after her lunch date with Matthew. <br /><br />And <i>didn't</i> look at it tomorrow until <i>after</i> her lunch date with Matthew.<br /><br />She sighed as her body touched down on and swiftly relaxed into the mattress of her bed. Her head felt as though it was blissfully sinking into the pillow. She sighed once more, grabbing her blankets around her, and then she fell asleep. <br /><br />*<br /><br />Matthew woke up to a glass of water being held up in front of him, and the indulgent look Renee baring down on him. <br /><br />"I heard it was a big night last night."<br /><br />Before he could reply, a full-grown Alsatian bumped into the back of Renee's leg in an effort to get to Matthew first. A couple of drops fell from the jolted glass, but the majority of liquid came from the dog's tongue, before Matthew could lift his arm to defend himself. <br /><br />"Looks like you're going to wear it if you don't take it." Renee put out the water glass right near his hand again. This time, Matthew took it.<br /><br />"Ah well, Grand Final night. You know how it is." He'd already had the excuse prepared. "We didn't wake you when we came in last night?"<br /><br />"No." Renee left his side, and went about opening the curtains of the living room. The large dog looked torn, half stepped after Renee, then licked Matthew's arm for good measure.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-43540624840629672992008-09-13T21:41:00.000-07:002010-09-26T00:24:43.600-07:00Life Update.So! To catch up, I moved house in the first week of August. That move carried with it about the usual amount of stress and upheaval. Internet has and hasn't worked on my laptop, since then, fairly intermittantly, and my computer harddrive completely crashed once as well. Thankfully, I recovered everything and have a shiney new harddrive in the old machine, so that is as good as it gets!<br /><br />My mother had another heart attack around the middle of August. That has meant that I haven't really been concerned about whether or not I have the internet at home, being as that my spare time hasn't really been spent on a computer in any case.<br /><br />And lastly, most exciting and least stressful of the lot, my birthday occurred this weekend, on the 12th of September, making me a full rounded 25 years of age. <br /><br />Anyway, I'll no doubt have much to add on fantasy and writing elements again soon enough.<br /><br /><br />Nikki.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-19849622682221568982008-08-09T19:10:00.000-07:002008-08-09T19:18:49.198-07:00Fairy tale submission to Dante's HeartWell, that's another short story done and submitted. This time the subject was a culmination of many tales of coming of age. <br /><br />The story centers around a young girl and a wolf that she comes across. With this as the premise, it was sort of ambitious for me to try to draw it away from the Little Red Riding Hood fairy tale, but I don't think I did a terrible job of keeping it distinct. It helped that my wolf was not only wolf, but also man, for a portion of the story, faintly reminiscent of the Angela Carter's take on Little Red, <i>A Company of Wolves</i>. <br /><br />Other influences that became apparent as the story created itself were that of Alice being changed for her experiences in Wonderland, and of course of Sarah inside of Jareth's Labyrinth. <br /><br />However, as I am a romantic, I had my characters leave with a happily ever after and of continued being together-ness. Okay everyone, on the count of romantic -- "Awww."<br /><br />So, within 6 to 8 weeks, I should be able to find out if I have a place in <i>Dante's Heart's</i> autumn publication.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-20337216598817460852008-08-04T03:09:00.000-07:002008-08-04T03:10:29.412-07:00Fairy tales and short storiesI think that retellings of old fairy tales are one of the new ways of getting them seen anew by those who haven't experienced them yet.<br /><br />I've lately been reading <b><a href="http://www.libraryireland.com/AncientLegendsSuperstitions/Contents.php"> Ancient Legends, Mystic Charms and Superstitions of Ireland,</a></b> by Lady Francesca Wilde, and finding them a really great source of inspiration for my current WIP and future stories that I plan to set in the same world as <b>Unity.</b> Francesca Wilde, consequently, was the mother of Oscar Wilde, who I can't believe I actually haven't written about in here before now.<br /><br />I've never been one for writing short stories. Short stories, to me, have always ended up as a story idea that I didn't like enough to continue with, or alternately, a prologue for a longer story. This week, I was astonished and excited to write my very first short story, within the mystical fantasy genre that I have been indulging in now for quite some time.<br /><br />Obvious for me to say, this story came with quite some inspiration from Lady Francesca's work. It only came in at almost exactly 1,000 words, and after some consideration, I have decided to submit it as a short piece for a fantasy magazine that I have been eying off for a little while now, and just wishing that I had something that was self contained, which I could share with them. As I look through my tags, I realise that I have mentioned this particular ezine before now, and had high plans to send them something already. This is something I obviously haven't done, considering I forgot it until this very moment. *bites lip*<br /><br />The magazine's name is Les Bonnes Fees, and their website is <a href="http://www.les-bonnes-fees.com/"> http://www.les-bonnes-fees.com/</a>. They have a current issue to peruse that's really worth a look over.<br /><br />As with most things I post in here, I mostly wanted a convenient place to link this for myself. ;) So if I actually get accepted here, I might actually begin my branching from the romantic fantasy niche to include a more traditional fantasy readership. Could be fun, at the very least!<br /><br /><br />Nikki Watson.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-30830813076132350222008-07-29T16:48:00.000-07:002008-07-29T16:59:20.746-07:00Awakening accepted!I just keep having more and more good news to post on here, don't I?<br /><br />My good news for today is that I just got an email reply from my editor, informing me that I should please consider printing out the contract enclosed and send it back to the publisher for my follow up novel to <b>Unity.</b> <br /><br />Where <b>Unity</b> tells the story of Darcy's first awareness of the world of Faerie, and her struggle to find balance between it and her real life, <b>Awakening</b> follows her story as she leaves Kinvara and tries to make a life for herself in Killarney. Little does she know that the world of Faerie will follow her down into that town, and Faerie itself will not remain so removed from her world as it used to be.<br /><br />The story is set in Ireland and shares the mystical history that the land is rich with. I'm very excited to be told that this story has a tenuous release date of March, 2009. So keep a look out for it! <br /><br />And <b>Unity</b> is still currently available at <a href="http://allromanceebooks.com/product-temperanceunity-9894-140.html"> http://allromanceebooks.com/product-temperanceunity-9894-140.html</a><br /><br />I'm a Tease author!!<br /><br /><br />Nikki Watson.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-73066883901470618572008-07-22T17:10:00.000-07:002008-07-22T17:16:59.047-07:00What does my Dark Tarot card mean to me?I seem to be posting a fair bit in this half of the month. Must be a sign that I have more time available to me. Or maybe, since I just started university last Monday, it's a sign that I'm starting to better manage my time.<br /><br />We can hope. :D<br /><br />On one of the the chat loops to promote our books, a very good question was asked. "What does your card mean to you?" And it got me thinking.<br /><br />I was very lucky when I finally submitted my story into the Dark Tarot series. The Temperance card was still available to submit FOR! <b>Unity </b>was already on my computer and written, and I knew the sorts of themes that it explored, yet there were a few cards that I thought it could fit well under.<br /><br />For me, what cinched it was the wonderful cover art. I mean, look at<br />it. Those colors, and patterns, my name there in the middle of it. *grins* Isn't it beautiful?<br /><br />In <b>Unity</b>, I explore the idea of two girls falling accidentally into<br />the world of Faerie, a fantasy world above or behind this world. As<br />fairies and elves are commonly attributed to have wings at their back,<br />what better for me to find than a cover with that very same<br />illustration? Add to that the fact that the Temperance card itself<br />means balance -something that my girls Celeste and Darcy find through<br />the passage of their travels- and I was sold! I hope you all are too. ;)<br /><br />I'd like to thank the creative team at Tease for creating something so<br />perfect. I know I'm not the only author here to think so.<br /><br /><b>Unity</b>, published by Tease Publishing. Available Now!<br /><a href="http://allromanceebooks.com/product-temperanceunity-9894-140.html."> http://allromanceebooks.com/product-temperanceunity-9894-140.html.</a><br /><br /><br />Nikki Watson.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-20413415499730420592008-07-21T04:22:00.000-07:002008-07-21T04:25:04.231-07:00More on my take of Fellowship of the Ring ;)I realised a little while ago that someone replied to my last post on Fellowship of the Ring, and I realised, I had more of this written, but hadn't shared it on here yet.<br /><br />So, here are the chapters four to seven, just for something a little bit different and more fun. ;)<br /><br />*~*<br /><br />Chapter four <br />Frodo: You're seriously still coming with me on this quest?<br />Sam: The Elves told me to. 'Don't you leave him, Sam' and I don't mean to.<br />Frodo: I thought Gandalf said that to you...?<br />Sam: Do you see Gandalf anywhere around here?<br />Frodo: Well, that's a point.<br />Pippin: *wakes up*<br />Farmer Maggot: *hoists scythe over fields*<br />Frodo: Eep!<br />Pippin: Huh?<br />Frodo: You know, Farmer Maggot! Eep!<br />Pippin: What are you talking about? He's great, and he gives me and Merry mushrooms whenever we want!<br />Hobbits: Mmm <s>Angel</s> mushrooms!<br />Pippin: So, onwards! Farmer Maggot! It's me! Pippin! And here's Frodo Baggins, and...<br />Farmer Maggot: Baggins, eh? Oh, do come inside. I have mushrooms. You'll be wanting to get to Buckland soon. There's been people looking for you.<br />Frodo: Umm... yeah, I don't really wanna talk about it.<br /><br />Chapter five<br />Hobbits: *arrive at Buckland*<br />Frodo: *still procrastinates about talking about it*<br />Merry: Stop shuffling, Frodo. Let me tell you your own story.<br />Frodo: You want to what now?<br />Merry: Well, once upon a time, there was a Ring, and it was bad. And then your Uncle Bilbo found it, and that was bad. But he was older and so harder to spy on, so I only really found out about everything once he gave it to you. And it was still bad.<br />Frodo: ... How do you know all of this?<br />Merry: Pippin knows too.<br />Frodo: I thought I had been so good at keeping the secret.<br />Merry: Oh, and Sam knows. It was Sam who told us everything.<br />Sam: ....<br />Frodo: ... Sam?<br />Sam: ... *blush* I only had your best interests in heart, Mr. Frodo.<br />Pippin: And now, since you're going, you realise we have to come with you.<br />Merry: And you can trust that we'll stick to you like glue.<br />Frodo: You're all coming with me?<br />Fredegar: I'm not!<br />Frodo: You're not?<br />Fredegar: Well I'm not going into the Old Forest! It's scary. You'll see that I'm right! Don't worry though, I'll stay behind and tell Gandalf where you went, when he finally comes. If he finally comes...<br /><br />Chapter six<br />Old Forest: We.... don't............like....................you......... here.................<br />Merry: Okay, I respect your right to say that, but I don't think you really needed 10 pages to do it, do you? Carry on everyone!<br />Pippin: Yeah, I really don't like it here after all. Fredegar was right. :(<br />Merry: I'm sleepy.<br />Pippin: Yeah, me too.<br />Sam: *looks sleepy*<br />Frodo: Don't be sleepy! We have to get.... I'm sleepy...<br />Hobbits: *falls asleep*<br />Sam: Well, I guess if everyone else is going to let the horses go free, I'll have to be the one what goes after them.<br />Frodo: *splash!*<br />Sam: Frodo!<br />Frodo: The tree tried to drown me!!<br />Sam: Now Frodo, are you sure you weren't dreaming?<br />Frodo: No, I... well, maybe... Hey, where are Merry and Pippin?<br />Sam: The tree! The tree swallowed them!<br />Frodo: Doesn't seem so strange that the tree tried to drown me now, does it?<br />Sam: Let's burn them out!<br />Frodo: You know, burning things just doesn't work in these situations...<br />Merry: Stop, stop the burning! He'll kill me!!<br />Frodo: See. Told you.<br />Tom: *sings*<br />Frodo: Eh?<br />Tom: *SINGS*<br />Frodo: Help!!<br />Tom: Oh! What are you doing here? Rather silly to get caught in tree roots, don't you think? Here, let me help you out. Now, follow me, but I'm going to run faster than you can follow. Come on, follow, it's getting derry dol dark! <br /><br />Chapter seven<br />Goldberry: Hello, I'm Goldberry the River-daughter. Tom will be back soon, and then you can sleep safely here.<br />Tom: Oh now, look at that weather. Don't think we'll be seeing much of the sun today.<br />Frodo: Yay weather, now we don't have to go anywhere further just yet. In fact, I'm sick of all this traveling. My feet hurt already. <br />Tom: Then let me tell you a story! It's about the age of trees, and of men, and of the kingdoms, and wars they fought, and in the beginning, only the Elf-sires were awake....<br />Frodo: I think he's falling asleep...<br />Tom: Not asleep. I am older than you, and was here before Big or Little People arrived. I was here before the kings and those kingdoms. Before the Elves and before the Dark Lord...<br />Goldberry: Alright, that's enough of that. How about some food, hmm?<br />Tom: Yes! Food! And then we can talk about you. Like your Shire, and the flight from it, and the Riders, and oh, hey, that reminds me, let me have a look at your Ring.<br />Frodo: Sure, here you go.<br />Tom: Thanks!<br />Frodo: ... Hang on...<br />Tom: Haha, look at me juggle and look at me wear it and lo, I have not disappeared, and oh dear, where has it gone?<br />Frodo: Where has it gone!<br />Tom: Fooled you. Here it is. :D<br />Frodo: Is that still <i>my </i>ring...? *puts it on*<br />Merry: Hey Frodo... Hey, where did you go?<br />Frodo: He he he.<br />Tom: Now now, not everyone is as cool as me. I can still see you and I say take it off.<br />Frodo: Okay. <br />Tom: Good. Now, where were we? Ah yes, completely belittling the power of the Ring...<br /><br /><br />Nikki Watson.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-1971586834606965632008-07-17T03:36:00.000-07:002008-07-17T03:37:55.172-07:00Unity Release!Well, it's that time you've all been waiting for. Well, it's what I've been waiting for, at least!<br /><br />All Romance eBooks now has my novel <b>Unity</b> on sale. <a href="http://allromanceebooks.com/product-temperanceunity-9894-140.html"> http://allromanceebooks.com/product-temperanceunity-9894-140.html</a> or click on the picture to the right for the buy link. <br /><br />Now that I've wet your appetite for that much, let me share with you an excerpt from the novel.<br /><br />***<br /><br /> Night art classes were held at the local dojo twice a week. Celeste's teacher was a slight blonde woman who had missed her calling as a teenage cheerleader and, through affiliation with the younger--and therefore cooler--students of the class, was trying to recapture her youth. Currently, Susanna was strolling up and down between the crooked rows of canvases in her class, murmuring, “Yes, very good, very good”.<br /><br /> When Susanna arrived by Celeste's canvas, the dark haired girl looked at her expectantly. As Susanna stared at the half finished painting, Celeste expected her to make some original comment. When Susanna only smiled accommodatingly and told her to “Carry on”, Celeste deduced her teacher was quite blind or very deluded. She had been trying for something abstract against the central figure, but the perspective was all wrong, the colors didn't quite mesh, and there was a weird thing going on with the eyes that she couldn't quite seem to fix.<br /><br /> 'Creepy, 'Leste,'<br /><br /> Jasper said to her, taking some time apart from his current work of art as Susanna moved on to another round of appreciative, “Ooh, very good” to other students.<br /><br /> Celeste shot him a sideways look at his sudden appearance there. Jasper shrugged.<br /><br /> 'So, who's he supposed to be?'<br /><br /> Celeste looked back at the canvas. There was no salvaging it now. The best she could hope for was that Susanna's blind streak would continue into the marking phase, but at the same time, she didn't really want to depend on an ignorant eye for the benefit of her marks.<br /><br /> 'I think I saw it in a dream.'<br /><br /> Celeste answered him shortly, pulling the canvas down from the board and turning to the paints on the table behind her to start putting them away. From the floor, the man stared out in all his magnificence, garbed in a medieval style tunic bearing some sort of intricately designed crest on the front of it.<br /><br /> As Celeste moved away and started sorting through the brushes she was going to have to wash, Jasper stepped closer to the discarded canvas, still staring, bringing his hand to cup his jaw as he studied Celeste's work.<br /><br /> 'His gaze is striking… and the colors…'<br /><br /> 'You're my friend; you have to say that,'<br /><br /> Her words were dismissive. Celeste walked to the sinks and started soaking her brushes before washing them there.<br /><br /> 'Anyway, are we on for tonight?'<br /><br /> 'Photography at the beach? Wouldn't miss that for the world. What time were we meeting up again?'<br /><br /> Jasper didn't pause at her change of subject as he answered. He straightened, easily coming back to remembering there was a whole other world outside of Celeste's painting.<br /><br /> All paints were packed, and Celeste stuffed the ones that were hers in her bag. The others she returned to the cupboard in the back of the room.<br /><br /> 'After dark. Say about ten?'<br /><br /> Jasper nodded. When she returned to the stand she had borrowed, Jasper had her canvas in his hands and was holding it up to her attention with curiosity.<br /><br /> 'So, what are you going to do with this?'<br /><br /> 'Nothing. I'm heading off now. It's not like I'm going to get anything more from today. If you want to come around to my place early, Natalia's making chicken curry, mild.'<br /><br /> Celeste was busy picking the canvas and the stand up as she spoke. She laid the stand next to the others on the rack and then the canvas, she put with the rest of the used canvases, ready to be painted over and used anew. Jasper had his eyebrows raised; she was not usually so dismissive of any artwork she made. However, he returned his expression to normal well before she turned to look at him again.<br /><br /> 'Ooh, just the way I like it. Tell her to make lots. I'll definitely be there.' <br /><br /><img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/TemperanceWatson.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="300"><br /><br /><b>Unity</b>, published by Tease Publishing. Available Now!<br /><br /><br />Nikki Watson.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-61744341318548685222008-07-01T22:24:00.000-07:002008-07-01T22:31:38.984-07:00Line Edits -- Check!I have just handed in my line edits for <b>Unity</b> and I'm feeling just fine! <br /><br />It's getting close now. Just look on the right hand side of this actual blog for the cover image of <b>Unity</b>, due out in e-book later this month, and only a little longer for those people who absolutely love the print books (like me!)<br /><br />And here's a synopsis for anyone who's missed it previously posted:<br /><br /><i>Obstinate Darcy and artistic Celeste lives cross, starting them both on a path into the world of Faerie, which draws them in and comes alive for them. Their lives become those of true ladies, of balls and gorgeous men in dark cathedrals, as the world of abusive stepfathers and fits of depression are left behind them. As they change for their experiences, they realise that they a balance must be found between their Faerie travels, which they visit in their dreams, and the Real Life of their waking world. </i>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-19973874894975189112008-06-24T22:40:00.001-07:002008-06-24T22:47:47.773-07:00Reader/WritersI still would like to maintain, that after the last three years that I've been finding ePublishers around the place who want to publish my writing, the best part about the ePub industry are the people you come to meet and get to know. It's hardly a controversial statement to make that ePubs open and close, will give you grief and tears of happiness, but the friends you make, people who you can trust to read your work and give you an honest opinion, and the people who's work you can read in return, are the most valuable part of the ePublishing industry, and indeed, the most valuable part of any writer's art. <br /><br />Having just finished a previous project (a project set after <b>Unity</b>, titled <b>Awakening</b>) which took me the better part of half a year to write to its completion, I have recently started on a new project, the next in that series. I like to think that the series I am creating has something of a Charles De Lint slant. I've spoken about him before. Just check the tags for previous posts I've made about the fantasy author. All of the stories I am writing right now are a part of the same universe, but the characters who are main shift and change and accommodate include new characters that bring new life and interest to a series that I think would be much less if it depended on previous novels.<br /><br />But these are my novels. Of course I think they are something special. <br /><br />After coming out the other end of a horrible stint of writer's block, with the help of one of my reader/writer friends, I only want to thank all of the people who are patient with me, who love to read my writing, who love that I read theirs. I think that all of you know who you are. I dearly appreciate you. <br /><br />Thank you.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-13168855116349367592008-05-19T17:13:00.001-07:002008-05-19T17:35:49.179-07:00On Fairies and pod castsOwing to a friend of mine, I have been listening to a couple of pod casts on Celtic mythology. As I myself am writing, more in contemporary Ireland, I'm always interested in the folklore of the country, which I already knew was rich. <br /><br />As a pagan myself, I'm not ignorant of the celebrations of Beltane and Samhain. This was the main topic being spoke of in this pod cast. For the entirity of the pod cast, http://celticmythpodshow.com/Shownotes/episodeSP01.php It's an hour long. Usually, they only go for about half an hour.<br /><br />But these are points that I found of interest myself:<br /><br />Children who die in April are abducted and taken away by fairies who watch to wait for children they can thusly take away. They are held back by primroses, picked before sunrise, on the threshold. Evil spirits can't touch these or iron. <br /><br />Fairies are in best humor on May eve. It is then they carry of young people to join in their revels. Of women who danced really well, it used to be said, 'She danced to fairy music on the hill'.<br /><br />Fire and salt, butter and milk are not given away on May day. They are sacred, and the former two used for wards against evil spirits. The witches, however, will take great pride in stealing the milk, and if they do so, then the luck and the prosperity of the milk with belong to the fairies until the next May eve. Mountain ash is the best safeguard against witches and evil work.<br /><br />It's dangerous to sleep out in the open in the month of May, for that is when the fairies are most prominent. It is then that they take the most beautiful of women to be their brides and nurses for fairies babes, while the men are taken to be as husbands.<br /><br />In one story, a man appeared dead, but was instead taken to the fairy land from our world. They knew this because when they left food out for him, it was always gone by the morning. So they sent someone after him, who said that he could get the man out in nine days. When the townspeople waited for the man to be born back into life from fairy land, instead of coming back, he spoke from fairy land to say 'I am happy with my fairy bride, leave me be where I am.' And his parents and the people were content with that.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-60452531217348898132008-05-16T22:46:00.000-07:002008-05-16T22:53:41.454-07:00ProofreadingOn the heels of a couple of different sicknesses, some really terrible whether, a <i>lot</i> of homework, and much stressing and pulling out of hair, I have had the most productive week. These come in waves, and I'm quite conscious that this one won't last indefinitely, but I'll enjoy it while it's here.<br /><br />To start with, I returned, with carefully annotated notes, the manuscripts of a couple of friends who I had promised to proofread. I feel really nice when I get emails back from those people saying that my humble comments have helped. It's something that every writer needs, I think; a bunch of people who aren't afraid to look through your manuscript and go 'You know, this isn't working, I think you should scrap the whole thing and start again'. >.< No, really, I love proofreading, and I know some pretty talented writers, so it's not a chore at all.<br /><br />On top of that, feeling like I was quite reasonably allowed to spend my time on my own work after this, I have started the long mission of merging the drafts of two separate word documents, as well as one excersise book, and a wordpad document of notes, into one cohesive manuscript that I hope to send off to submissions at Tease come the first week of July. <br /><br />I'm the proud owner of 41,000 words out of 70,000 in a single document, with paaaages more already written so far. ;) When this is all done, I think I'll be the one needing a proofreader! :D<br /><br /><br />Nikki Watson.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-88172197347337340592008-05-10T03:02:00.000-07:002008-07-17T03:55:37.945-07:00Les Bonnes FeesMy, it has been a long time since I last wrote here. I must admit, I'm very embarrassed, noticing the date of the last time that I wrote something. All I can say is that time got away from me, as it often does, I am still here, but extremely busy between school work and writing my next project, which I'm hoping might get picked up by Tease Publishing. <br /><br />The subject that has brought me back into my blog to post for the first time this fine month is not actually something to do with my writing. Well, perhaps in time (what time, I seriously have none!) it will have something to do with my writing, by which I mean I may send something to it, but in the meantime, I would just like to plug this little site because I think their idea is a good one. <br /><br /><a href="http://lesbonnesfees.wordpress.com/about/"> Les Bonnes Fees</a>, a new zine that is coming out on the subject of fairies, folklore, and everything in between, as they say. Obviously I and they have some common interests. I already have a couple of articles and reviews around about that I might think of sending to them. I might want to polish them up. <br /><br />Ah, time, how I wish I had some more of that...<br /><br />Nikki Watson.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-25401059647172531472008-04-21T00:32:00.001-07:002008-04-21T00:44:15.311-07:00Danae's storyI am one those people who believe that every person has a novel in them. As a writer, I write novels all the time. Not all of them are especially good, and those are the ones that I hope good editors will help me pick up, or inform me that I need to do massive rewrites before I will even look at them.<br /><br />For me, this concept that I am looking forward towards has the feel of that one great novel that every person will, or has the capacity to write in their lifetime. <br /><br />In reference to the novel I spoke about in my last post -we will give it here the working title of <i>Danae's story</i>- I have sat down to discover a split narrative in the beginning that was never present in any of the previous incarnations of the writing of the story. This has presented some problems, as well as some obvious excitement.<br /><br />One - The split narrative encompasses the story of the main character's parents. This is great, as both of her parents come from minor races within Danae's world, and in following their stories up to, and just following Danae's birth, this will give me a chance to look at a part of the world that would not have been immediately visible through the eyes of the character, Mikael, in the scene I depicted last time. <br /><br />Two - Always before, Mikael started the story just before coming across the four year old girl child, Danae, whom he is to take a guardianship of. This potentially causes me some issues with reconciling the original timeline to what I have now, but I have faith that it will be something through which I can persevere. <br /><br />I've also been doing some reading on politics for my Liberal Arts course this week, and that can only help me with the political situation of the main cities of <i>Danae's story.</i><br /><br /><br />Nikki Watson.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-86565069619482600052008-04-18T20:38:00.000-07:002008-04-18T21:07:22.967-07:00On the beginnings of a doctorate...I'm looking at doing a novel for my PhD. I know. I must first get past my degree, then into a year of honors, and after that, if my work is seen as good enough, only then will I be accepted into a PhD. But I've always believed in looking ahead, something like five years ahead in his instance. It's good to keep perspective.<br /><br />And so I have a novel in mind. It's a novel which has been bouncing around in my head, on and off, since I was about 16. Of course, at 16, my writing was terrible. But there was a lot of <i>thought</i> that went into that terrible writing, so that now, at 24, I think I'm starting to build enough world understanding, and writing experience, and together, combined, I might actually be able to make something truly magnificent out of this story.<br /><br />Or maybe I'm fooling myself, but it might be an interesting discovery to document in the world of blogging either way.<br /><br />On Wednesday this week, I sat down to my computer, ignored my internet connection for a couple of hours, and set about just writing one scene of, what I hope might end up, my proposed doctorate. It went well. <br /><br />The scene that I wrote encompassed a lot of backstory that was drawn from a bit of context that I know about the world from having written in it for the last eight years. Making the realisation that the "plot" starts about half way through the original "story" means that I need to contextualise things slightly different. For example, the cities that this story unfolds within. There are three of them: the first city, which has just come out from under the thumb of a dictatorship; the second city, which was destroyed in a magical war several generations before my narrative starts up, and the third city, one built with water, and trade in mind in the foremost.<br /><br />I think that the main moment I expressed, when getting this one scene down this week, was a feeling of understanding the wider scope of what does and does not, what has and has not, made cities in various agricultural areas work over the span of our history. I am currently enrolled in a Liberal Arts course, and that's got everything you're ever going to need to get into second year at university. It has your history, your literature, sociology, politics, etc, and then, of course, it goes into how all of these disciplines interconnect with each other. Now my novel is an alternative history, fantasy novel, but I think that some of the same rules do apply. A city that is built with a coast of water on most sides should prosper. But if it is far away from the two first cities, and is the last to come into its own, then that gives explanation as to why it is only the third, and presumedly least important, of the three cities.<br /><br />The scene that I got written was more than 2,000 words, which is good for me, as I too often have a tendency to write shorter scenes than I would like. It's something I'm working on. But perhaps, if this rule to only write one scene in a sitting, for this novel, takes hold, then I'll find a lot more writing being put into each scene.<br /><br />Anyway, I like the idea of keeping track of my progress, so that means you all will get to too. <br /><br />Happy weekend!<br /><br /><br />Nikki Watson.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-2689193735167750712008-04-11T20:13:00.000-07:002008-04-11T20:16:05.049-07:00Fellowship of the Rings, a beginning. ;)Right, so I said I was reading the <i>Lord of the Rings</i> for the first time, right? Starting with <i>Fellowship</i>. Well, here is what I think so far...<br /><br />Chapter One.<br />Hobbits: Yay, Gandalf is awesome!!<br />Bilbo: Gandalf, my old friend.<br />Gandalf: Bilbo, give me the ring.<br />Bilbo: Don't wanna. :(<br />Gandalf: Bilbo...<br />Bilbo: Don't wanna! >:(<br />Gandalf: <b>Bilbo!</b><br />Bilbo: Okay. Oh, I feel better now. Right, I'm heading off now.<br /><br />Chapter Two.<br />Hobbits: Ooh, don't know if we trust that strange Gandolf character since Bilbo went and disappeared. Bilbo always was real crazy.<br />Sam: But I hear that there are Elves nearby, and they are so cool.<br />Hobbits: Yes Sam.<br />Gandalf: *reappears*<br />Frodo: Gandalf, my old friend!<br />Gandalf: Have you got the ring?<br />Frodo: Yes...<br />Gandalf: You must destroy it.<br />Frodo: *throws in the fire*<br />Gandalf: That won't work.<br />Frodo: *gives it to Gandalf*<br />Gandalf: <b>Frodo!</b><br />Frodo: Fine, I'll carry it.<br />Sam: Yay, we'll get to see Elves!!<br /><br />Chapter Three.<br />Gandalf: Hurry, go from here, I'll really, really be back to see you before you go.<br />Frodo: Really?<br />Gandalf: Yes really. *goes*<br />Frodo: Where's Gandalf?<br />Sam: Elves!! Let's go, quickly, Elves!!<br />Frodo: No seriously, where's Gandalf?<br />Sam: But Eeeelves!!<br />Frodo: Okay, guess we'll see Gandalf on the way...<br />Sam: Eep, a Black Rider!<br />Pippin: Was that really a Black Rider?<br />Frodo: Of course he was. Didn't you see that <i>sniffing</i> thing he did??<br />Pippin: Ooh! Eep, another Black Rider.<br />Gildor: Hello! I am an Elf. You should travel with us, because Gandalf is not here and with us, you will be safe.<br />Sam: (Yay, *squee*, Elves!!)<br /><br /><br />Nikki Watson. ;)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-55938346443821406142008-04-09T03:27:00.000-07:002008-04-09T03:40:25.045-07:00On ConventionsI've given a lot of thought to promotions in person. More thought recently, that is, in the last month, since I know that Tease Publishing his heavy on author promotions. So I've been looking into a few conventions, namely <b><a href="http://www.contextsf.org/"> Context 21</a></b> in Ohio, USA. <br /><br />Now, a friend of mine who grew up in American, has been recently looking at ticket prices for a visit back home on holiday. Obviously, the off season tickets will be cheaper than peak season. Still, from Melbourne, Australia, the cost to Ohio would be steep, and that's without looking at hotel accommodations and the like.<br /><br />This is where we get to thinking that writing from Australia to an American market is not unlike shooting oneself in the foot.<br /><br />But no! I have been following the Australian Romance Readers Convention on Blogger (Yes, I am another person who is utterly addicted to the thing) and not only do I find that they are holding the convention -not in Sydney, but in Melbourne- I find that they are holding it, literally, within walking distance from my house.<br /><br />Held on February 20-22, 2009. Of course, by that stage, I'll almost certainly have moved house to somewhere a little further out of the city, but okay, I'll be taking a train five stops instead of walking. I don't <i>think </i>I look fussed by that. On the whole, I feel excited!!<br /><br />One of the speakers already picked up is Sherrilyn Kenyon, and for sure there will be the usual panels and various convention details that make conventions so exciting.<br /><br />So. I'll definitely be going to that, picking up tickets as soon as they are available. I just have to wait for it to roll around, now.<br /><br /><br />Nikki Watson.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-29474372487823376542008-04-08T18:08:00.000-07:002008-04-08T18:13:11.116-07:00The Lord of the RingsI've just started reading the <i>Fellowship of the Ring</i> recently, for as a fantasy writer myself, it seems quite bad to have never read the series in its entirety. This isn't the first time that I have started at this project, but it is the first time that I have gotten so far into it without getting distracted by other things.<br /><br /><img src="http://www.isildur.com/tolkien/books/fell5.gif"><br /><br />I'm really enjoying it so far. No doubt it'll be another of those things that I end up putting impressions of as I go along. :D<br /><br /><br />Nikki Watson.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-21282847075499945162008-04-07T03:53:00.001-07:002008-07-29T17:01:00.632-07:00Tease Tarot Acceptance!!I just found out the best news in the most bizarre of ways! My novel submission for the <a href="http://www.teasetarot.com/"> Tease Tarot</a> line with Tease Publishing has been accepted! Unfortunately for me, the acceptance letter was caught up in my spam folder, but I found it anyway but accidentally putting something else there and having to dig it out!<br /><br />Color this the face of someone who's very excited! And luckily for me, this letter doesn't seem to be dated more than a day ago. Phew!<br /><br />See this post from a little under a month ago for more information about the story: <a href="http://nikkiwatson.blogspot.com/2008/03/unity-novel-for-tease-publishings.html"> Unity - by Nikki Watson</a><br /><br /><img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y40/persephone_20/DarkTarottauthorbanner.jpg">Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6641807302080473210.post-455571664381483202008-03-30T02:47:00.001-07:002008-03-30T02:56:02.822-07:00Ben Jonson - The Jackman's SongJust a piece of poetry for today, for I am tired, but I found this, and wanted to share it. Ben Jonson poet was a poet in the time of William Shakespeare, and competed with him, writing plays, poetry and epigrams.<br /><br /><b>The Jackman's Song</b><br />by Ben Jonson. (1572-1637)<br /><br />The faiery beame upon you,<br /> The starres to glister on you,<br /> A Moone of light,<br /> In the Noone of night,<br /> Till the Fire-Drake hath o're-gone you.<br /><br /> The Wheele of Fortune guide you,<br /> The Boy with the Bow beside you,<br /> Runne aye in the way<br /> Till the Bird of day,<br /> And the luckyer lot betide you. <br /><br /><br />Nikki Watson.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16885116461582149285noreply@blogger.com0