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Reading in Public – “Winter’s Tale” (part 4, chapter 7 – “For the Soldiers and Sailors of Chelsea”)

Reading in Public – “Winter’s Tale” (part 4, chapter 7 – “For the Soldiers and Sailors of Chelsea”)

Sorry for the long, long delay

Anyway, we’re here, so let’s get moving!  If you want to catch up with the previous chapters, they’re all here:

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We’re in the final sprint to the end now, and we open this (short-ish) chapter with Harry Penn.  He’s thinking deep thoughts, as someone in his position might well be expected to do:

He wanted miracles.  He wanted life where there was no life, the negation of time,and the gliding of the universe – if only for one truly wonderful moment.

While in this mood, he’s visited by his daughter, Jessica.  They talk about her acting, and how she learns her lines:

“Only bad actors memorize lines.  Good actors are perpetually writing them as they act.”

“Even though the playwright has already written them.”  She nodded her head.  “Isn’t that presumptuous?”

“The playwright understands.”

I don’t think they’re just talking about the theater.  Doesn’t that sound a lot like what Helprin tells us in the chapter “Nothing is Random” ?  Everything has happened, and yet it is still happening.  There is both predestination and free will.

As they talk, Praeger de Pinto arrives, and Harry Penn has a revelation.  He has remembered Peter Lake, and realized that the man he knew nearly a century ago was also the derelict they encountered at Petipas a few months ago.  And now he knows what he has to do.  He orders Praeger to get a sleigh, and to drive him up to Lake of the Coheeries.  The newly-elected Mayor of New York does as he’s told, and off they go.

On the ride, Harry and Praeger talk, and it’s clear that Harry Penn has begin to see with somerthing of the clarity gifted to his long-dead sister.

“If you know only a dozen winters, it looks completely chaotic.  But after a hundred you begin to see where certain patterns surface and intersect.  I always know the weather.  That’s easy.”

Praeger asks if human relations can be similarly predicted.

“Not so easy, but possible.”

And history?  “Very difficult,” according to Harry.  But he doesn’t say it’s impossible.

After a day’s journey, they arrive on the Lake of the Coheeries, to find the town completely dark, which never happens.  Harry knows what this means, and, soon enough, they begin finding the bodies – everyone in town, victims of what appears to have been a terrible battle.

Harry and Praeger proceed to the Penn house, which was left untouched by the battle (with the Short Tails).  But that doesn’t matter, according to Harry:

“They wouldn’t have taken the one important thing, and as for damage, well, damage will soon be of little moment.”

Harry leads Praeger past the portraits of all his relatives.

“I could tell you the name of each one, and a lot more than that, too, because they were people I loved.  They’re all gone now.  But even they may be surprised  – when they awaken.”

Recall what Mrs. Gamely tells Virginia way back in Part 2, about trying to “shatter time and bring back the dead.”  Harry believes that’s precisely what’s going to happen, and soon.  He mentions Beverly’s death, and her deathbed instructions, to be carried out the next time Harry saw Peter Lake.  And note what Harry says:

“He left right after she died, and though we expected him to return at any moment, he never did, and i never saw him again – until Petipas.”

We;ve talked about how Peter Lake seems to fulfilll the role of the Jewish Messiah, but Harry speaks of him in Christian terms – doesn’t that sound a lot like the Second Coming?

Harry and Praeger carry out Beverly’s last instruction – they take down the portraits of her and Peter Lake, and then set fire to the house, and then the rest of the town of Lake of the Coheeries, before setting off back towards Manhattan.

Back there, we rejoin Hardesty, who’s still in Grand Central Station, and decides to see who – or what – is behind the trap door in the sky.  He ends up climbing all the way up by hand, and finds himself outside the door of Peter Lake’s hideaway.  He commences throwing himself at the door with all his strength, which startles Peter – just at the moment that Peter’s reading through an old Police Gazette featuring a picture of him from nearly a century ago.  Distracted, Peter fails to see himself, and instead waits to see who – or what – is attacking his door.

After half an hour, the door finally gives way, and Hardesty bursts inside, and promptly collapses.  After a couple of moments of confused conversation, they recognize each other from that early evening dinner at Petipas.

“Who are you?” Peter Lake asked.

Hardesty shook his head.  “That doesn’t matter,”  he said.  “Who are you?”

We leave Hardesty and Peter and visit Jackson Mead, who has just

unleashed all the forces he had been preparing and conserving, in a mad, bone-shaking spectacle.

The spectacle will continue for ten days, until the turn of the Millennium, and it will go on even as New York is

consumed by fire and civil disorder occasioned by the rainbow bridge itself.

And that takes us back to Gotterdammerung, of course – where Valhalla is consumed by fire, and that outcome is preordained the moment the ring is stolen, and the Gods cross the Rainbow Bridge in Das Rheingold.

Mead’s spectacle includes an “armada” of ships, hundreds of helicopters equipped with hypnotic lights and emitting deafening sounds, and a variety of other wonders.  His strategy is to

make each hour more intense than the one that preceded it.

It’s working admirably, too.

As this goes on, we check in on Virginia Gamely, who’s sitting with her stricken daughter.  She’s dreaming, and in her dream, she finds herself in an old, dusty tenement – in this dream, she herself is the dying child that Peter Lake saw way back in Part 1.  This is interesting, because we’ve seen Virginia dream several times over the course of the book, and every time, her dream is of something yet to come (and what she dreamed generally happens just as she dreamed it).  This time, she’s dreaming of something that happened nearly a century ago, something she couldn’t possibly know about – yet she’s dreaming it quite accurately.  I take it as yet another indication of the past, present and future all being connected – all being one thing when seen from a far enough distance.

What does it mean, though?  Is this dream (vision?) presaging Abby’s fate?

Her mother is there, too, and urges Virginia to take a walk and get some fresh air.  Virginia asks where Mrs. Gamely had been (she hadn’t been at Abby’s bedside when Virginia fell asleep), and she explains that she was at a lecture given by Craig Binky.

“I rather liked him, though his vocabulary needs a great deal of work.”

(for his part, Binky also noticed Mrs. Gamely, and was immediately entranced by her, even dispatching his bodyguards to find her for him)

Together, they wander around Manhattan, finally ending up in Chelsea, at a statue dedicated to soldiers of World War I (with the inscription “For the soldiers and sailors of Chelsea”).  Mrs. Gamely reminds Virginia of a long-ago visit here.  Mrs. Gamely had taken a very young Virginia to greet her father, who was supposed to be returning from “the war” – but which one?  We discussed this back in Part 2.  When we first meet Virginia (in 1994), she’s in her mid 30’s.  That would place her birth in 1960 or so, and therefore the incident Mrs. Gamely talks about would take place in the late 60’s or maybe as late as 1970.  But history as we know it doesn’t jibe with that.

My guess is that it’s World War 2 – that would fit with Mrs. Gamely’s description of troopships returning to New York, and also with the idea that Harry Penn was the commander of a regiment.  That also fits with the nature of Lake of the Coheeries and its uncertain relationship with time.

Mrs. Gamely explains that it was Harry who delivered the terrible news of Theodore Gamely’s death, and that poor Virginia’s reaction made him cry.  Mrs. Gamely is surprised that he never brought it up to Virginia in the five years she’s worked for him:

“There was nothing I could do to make him fire me.  I guess that’s the way he brought it up.”

Mrs. Gamely understands that, although Virginia doesn’t.  When Virginia wonders what it was all for, her mother answers:

“A benevolent act is like a locust.  It sleeps until it is called.”

She then goes on to remind Virginia (and us) that we may not live to see the repercussions of our acts, and that nothing is guaranteed to us – but we have to try anyway.  As she puts it:

“You may not find a way to save your child.  But you have to try.  You owe it to her, and you owe it in general.”

And that’s where we end this chapter.  Virginia has been given, if not hope, than at least a strong push to keep fighting.  And although she has no way to know it, her husband may have found the key to saving Abby – and Peter Lake may have finally, after a century, found a child he can save.

And, again, we see that the past and future are connected – Peter’s inability to find the child in the tenement, and his powerlessness over Beverly’s illness, was, maybe, just preparation for something yet to come.  Virginia’s dream/vision would seem to fit in with that.  But we’ll see what happens in the final two chapters…

 

 

 

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Welcome Wednesday – Holiday Sales

Welcome Wednesday – Holiday Sales

Welcome to this week’s edition of Welcome Wednesdays!

It’s only 18 days until Christmas, which means that most people are in the midst of their holiday shopping, buying gifts for friends and family.

As all of us authors know, there’s no better gift than a book!  So today, I’m asking you to tell us about any sales or special deals you have on any of your books.  Tell us what the deal is, give us a blurb about the book and be sure to leave a link so we can buy it!

 

I’ll begin…

 

I’ve got a couple of deals going right now.  You can get a great start on my Dream Series, with the first book (DREAM STUDENT) available for free, and book #2 (DREAM DOCTOR) on sale for just $0.99.  And you can also get the first book of the Jane Barnaby Adventures (FINDERS KEEPERS) for $0.99!

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Welcome Wednesday – Holiday Traditions

Welcome Wednesday – Holiday Traditions

Welcome to this week’s edition of Welcome Wednesdays!

since we’re now officially in the midst of the holiday season, let’s talk about that.  Today’s question is to tell us about a holiday tradition that shows up in your books.  Do any of your characters have a special Christmas tradition in their families?  Give us an excerpt!  Or, if there aren’t any examples in your books, tell us about one of your own holiday traditions…

(and be sure to leave a link so we can follow you and learn about your books!)

I’ll begin…

This is a little excerpt from the first Dream Series book, DREAM STUDENT, and it shows Christmas Eve for Sara’s family…

At eight o’clock, Dad calls everyone into the living room.  He’s got the fire going nicely.  The pizza he ordered got here a couple of minutes ago.  And the VCR is warmed up with the annual triple-feature: Charlie Brown, the Grinch and then Year Without a Santa Claus.  This is one thing Bob and I do agree 100% on–it wouldn’t be Christmas without them.

It’s a perfect evening.  We watch Charlie Brown pick out his sad, scrawny little tree and learn the true meaning of Christmas; we watch the Grinch plot and scheme and then have his epiphany; we watch Heat Miser and Snow Miser do their big musical numbers, which is my favorite part from any of the shows.

Afterwards, we all drink hot chocolate and, following longstanding family tradition, we each open one small present.  Dad makes out the best; his gift is from Mom, and it’s a book-on-tape for the car.  It’s one of those Robert Ludlum spy novels he likes so much.   Bob’s is the most oddly appropriate, from me: a Crewe University t-shirt.  Mom’s isn’t too bad, a woolen hat that Bob picked out for her.  And I think mine is the most sentimental: Mom had a great picture of Beth and me at the beach last summer that she put into a cute little frame for me.

We won’t open the rest of the gifts until Christmas morning, but it’s nice to get just the one early.  And now that we’ve done everything according to tradition, it’s time for bed.  It’s going to be a big day tomorrow.

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Welcome Wednesday – Thanksgiving

Welcome Wednesday – Thanksgiving

Welcome to this week’s edition of Welcome Wednesdays!

First things first, Happy Thanksgiving!

And that’s our question for today.  It couldn’t be simpler.  In the comments, tell us something you are thankful for…

(and be sure to leave a link so we can follow you and learn about your books!)

 

I’ll begin…

I’m thankful for a lot of things, but I am definitely thankful for all of you – the wonderful people who visit here and who have supported me in this self-publishing adventure!

 

Now it’s your turn!

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Welcome Wednesday – Food, Glorious Food!

Welcome Wednesday – Food, Glorious Food!

Welcome to this week’s edition of Welcome Wednesdays!

With Thanksgiving (and massive Thanksgiving dinners!) coming up next week, it’s a great time to talk about food.  Today, your challenge is to share a scene from one of your books involving dinners, snacks, meals, dessert, cooking – anything food-related…

And be sure to leave a link to your book so we can read more about it, too!

I’ll begin…

It took a couple of minutes to convince him.  “Oh my God, you must feel so gross,” was what finally clinched the deal.  Once he got in the shower, he took his sweet time, which surprised Jane.  She hadn’t figured him for someone who’d primp and preen forever in the bathroom.  By the time he was done, they’d lost most of one of their extra hours.

They lost the rest of it and half of the other one in a little café half a mile down the road, but there was no helping it.  They were both ravenous, and neither of them displayed exemplary table manners.  Jane was pretty sure that, in the eyes of everyone else in the café, she’d confirmed every single stereotype of the Ugly American, and maybe invented a couple of new ones.  But she’d never see any of those people again, and, besides, she was properly fed for the first time in more than twenty-four hours, which left her feeling too good to care about anyone’s opinion anyway.

That’s from book #1 of the Jane Barnaby Adventures, FINDERS KEEPERS

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Welcome Wednesday – Famous Last Words

Welcome Wednesday – Famous Last Words

Welcome to this week’s edition of Welcome Wednesdays!

Last week, we asked you to share an opening line from one of your books.  So it only makes sense that today’s question jumps to the end – give us the closing line form one of your books…

And be sure to leave a link to your book so we can read more about it, too!

I’ll begin…

I’ll tell you all about the trip when I get home, but if you hear anything about it from anyone else before that (Tishy’s grandfather, Professor Welldon, anybody from Interpol) do not believe a word they tell you.  Please?  Because whatever they tell you, it didn’t happen like that.  At all.

That’s the first line of LOSERS WEEPERS, book #2 of the Jane Barnaby Adventures…

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Welcome Wednesday – Opening Lines

Welcome Wednesday – Opening Lines

Welcome to this week’s edition of Welcome Wednesdays!

We have a very simple assignment for all you authors today.  We all know how important beginnings are, so today I want you to give us the opening line(s) of one of your books – it can be one sentence, or up to a paragraph, whatever makes sense for you.

And be sure to leave a link to your book so we can read more about it, too!

 

 

I’ll begin…

 

It was another cold, damp, uninviting day in Oxfordshire, but the young woman in the beige raincoat didn’t pay the slightest attention to the miserable weather.

That’s the first line of FINDERS KEEPERS, book #1 of the Jane Barnaby Adventures…

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