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Monday, June 13, 2011

A New Novel, Part 252 Everything was the Demon's Doing

13 June 2011, A New Novel, Part 252 Everything was the Demon's Doing 

For those who haven’t been following this blog, let me introduce it a little. I am currently blogging my 21st novel that has the working title Daemon. The novel is about Aksinya, a sorceress, who, to save her family from the Bolsheviks, called and contracted the demon, Asmodeus. Her family was murdered anyway, and she fled with the demon from Russia to Austria.

Aksinya has faced the Ecclesiastical trial.  She and many of her friends were found guilty.  The last we heard, we realized she was going to a secular trail...

Aksinya woke in the dreary cell they had assigned her under the Rathaus at Wien.  She was alone.  Frau Becker had allowed her to take the blankets marked with the bloody crosses at each corner.  She still wore the dress Ekaterina had given her.  Sloppy crosses in her blood still marked it also.  Aksinya felt somewhat safe.  She recited her rosary.  That was her true comfort.
She heard steps outside her cell and rose from her knees to sit on the hard cot she had here.  There was a knock on the door to warn her and the guard called out, “Fraulein, prepare yourself and stand away from the door.”
Aksinya knew the drill by now, “I’m ready.”
The small hatch at eye level in the door opened.  The matron glanced inside.  Aksinya showed her hands, and a heavy key clanked in the lock.  The door opened.  The matron nodded to her.  A male guard stood behind her.  The matron motioned, “Your priest and a Frau are here to visit you.  I will remain with you, if you wish.”
Aksinya shook her head.
Father Dobrushin and Mataruska Ekaterina entered the cell.
Aksinya smiled then that turned down a little, “Where is Father Makar?”
Ekaterina and Father Dobrushin glanced at one another.  Ekaterina shifted her mouth, “He would not come.”
Aksinya glanced down.  When she looked up again, the cell door was shut and the two stood alone with her.  Aksinya tried to smile again.  She opened her hands, “It isn’t much more than I had at the Ecclesia…”
Ekaterina sat beside Aksinya and put her arms around her.
Aksinya sniffled, “Aren’t you afraid you will be tainted by me.  Everyone else who has befriended me has been ruined.”
Ekaterina held her closer and clucked, “Don’t be foolish.  We know all about you.  We won’t abandon you.”
“You should.”
Father Dobrushin stuck his hands behind his back, “We will not.”  He waited a moment then asked, “Why did you leave the Ecclesia?  I told you not to go.”
“I had to find Natalya.  I had to know if she was alive.  I love her.  I didn’t realize…”
“You didn’t realize…”
“All of that was the demon’s doing.  He visited me while I was in the Cardinal’s house.  He told me he had planned everything.”  Tears choked Aksinya’s words, “He told me he allowed my family to be killed.”
Ekaterina pulled Aksinya’s head against her and stroked her hair.

Here is the author's free transition.  We ended the last chapter with the judgement of the ecclesiastical trial.  The assumption is that Aksinya will face a secular trial.  The details of the time spent between the ecclesiastical trial and the secular trial are important, but there is no reason to move at a slow pace through them.  Within a novel, the author can more time at a pace reasonable to the action.  The action will be slow.  The point is to only write exciting and important scenes (they all should be both important and exciting).  So, instead of showing all the dreary details most of which you can guess, we move directly to the next important scene.

We start with scene setting.  The who, when, where, what, etc.  Immediately you can guess it is the morning, Aksinya wakes.  She is in a cell under the Rathaus.  She is alone.  She has her blankets and the single dress she has been wearing, unwashed, for days and perhaps weeks.  She recites the rosary.  There isn't much more I need to tell the reader.  You can build the scene from the information provided.  Whatever your idea of a dreary cell is sufficient and all that the writer should inject.  If the cell is different in any way, for example, a flower sat in a bucket in the corner.  That is a reason to describe more for you.  If there are cracks in the cell, then I don't need to tell you that unless the cracks have a metaphorical meaning or the cracks will come into play later in the work.  Remember, nothing extraneous should be included in the writing.  Everything must have a purpose.

The action begins with Aksinya, but moves very quickly to the special action.  The guards come to the door, and you get more details of the process of security before allowing visitors.  I also give you the impression of time and repetition by calling attention to the "drill."

We see the first visit by Father Dobrushin and Mataruska Ekaterina to Aksinya.  You know why this is important and this visit allows me to tell you much about Aksinya's confinement and the secular trial that is about to occur.

The theme for this scene and section is the destruction of Aksinya's friends.  The kickoff for this theme is Father Makar.  Perhaps he was not really Aksinya's friend, but because he fears for his place in the community and the Orthodox Church, he will not visit her.  You know he was trying to protect and yet keep everyone away from Aksinya.  Aksinya makes the correct observation: "Everyone else who has befriended me has been ruined.”  Father Dobrushin reassures Aksinya that they won't abandon her.  The words of Father Dobrushin are very important.

Aksinya makes another observation that is important: “All of that was the demon’s doing."  From the moment Aksinya called the demon, everything that has happened has been the results of the demon's actions.  We will discover much more about the results of the demon's actions and the ecclesiastical trial tomorrow.

Monday, June 6, 2011

A New Novel, Part 245 We May Now Proceed

6 June 2011, A New Novel, Part 245 We May Now Proceed
For those who haven’t been following this blog, let me introduce it a little. I am currently blogging my 21st novel that has the working title Daemon. The novel is about Aksinya, a sorceress, who, to save her family from the Bolsheviks, called and contracted the demon, Asmodeus. Her family was murdered anyway, and she fled with the demon from Russia to Austria.

The day of Aksinya's ecclesiastical trial has arrived.  The first question is that of Aksinya's identity.  She has announced her true name and that makes her a Russian Princess...

“I am a Romanov Princess and a Countess and I insist on being addressed properly.”
The Archinquisitor stood, “Inquisitor Esposito, are the Bockmanns here?”
“Yes, Archinquisitor.  They begged not to testify unless absolutely necessary.”
“It is necessary.  Right now.  Bring Freiherr Bockmann into the courtroom.”
The inquisitor bowed.  He went to the door, and after a few minutes, Freiherr Bockmann reluctantly entered the chapel.
The Archinquisitor sat in his chair, “Swear the Freiherr in.”
The Inquisitor held the Gospel book before Freiherr Bockmann, “You do swear by Almighty God, the searcher of hearts, that you shall speak the truth as you know it to this ecclesiastical court. And this as you shall answer to God at the great day.”
The Freiherr looked uncomfortable.  He mumbled, “I do so swear.”  He kissed the book.
The Archinquisitor took a deep breath, “The question, Freiherr Bockmann is the lineage of this girl.  Whose child is she?”
The Freiherr turned toward the Archinquisitor, “I did not wish to testify in this proceeding at all.”
The Archinquisitor glared at the Freiherr, “This is a simple question, and we must know the answer to if we are to proceed.”  He pointed at Aksinya, “I ask you again, whose child is she?”
The Freiherr wrung his hands, “She is the daughter of my sister, Princess Nina Vladimirovna Golitsyna, nee Bockmann and the Grand Duke George Alexandrovich Holstein-Gottorp-Romanov.”
The whispers began again, “She is a princess.”
“Quiet!”  The Archinquisitor’s eyes snapped open wide, “You swear to this?”
“It is the truth.”
Aksinya smiled, “Archinquisitor, I insist that you address me as Princess.  That is my right.”
The Archinquisitor colored and stood, “I ask your pardon, Princess Aksinya.”
The rest of the courtroom stood.
Aksinya didn’t lower her head, “Am I not owed an obeisance?”
The Archinquisitor bowed.  The courtroom bowed.  Aksinya stood and stepped onto the platform.  She moved to the Archinqusitor.  She put out her hand.  The Archinquisitor dropped to his left knee and touched her hand.  Aksinya continued, “It is not proper for you to sit above me, Father.  May I take your seat?”
The Archinquisitor glanced at her then lowered his head.  He choked out, “You may have my seat, Princess.”
Aksinya sat in the Bishop’s chair.  She smoothed her soiled dress, “We may now proceed.  Please continue, Archinquisitor.  I am ready to hear your accusations against me.”

Alright!  Aksinya finally gets a victory.  Through all the novel, weren't you ready for her to win something.  Not only did we learn her true background, we discovered a lot that we didn't really know.  Do you remember the points about Aksinya's mother and her father.  Everything that happened before now makes sense.  Every statement Aksinya made now can be traced to her previous life.  You can read out her life story--I don't do it for you.  I gave you all the hints and all the history--everything comes together in this singular moment.  If you wondered why Aksinya is the way she is--there it is in living color. 

Now, you do realise this is a pyritic victory.  Asmodeus had a purpose in degrading and making a fool out of the Archinquisitor.  Not only that, the Archinquisitor will certainly desire Aksinya's blood much more now.  The battle has come from a cruel man attacking a semi-child to a cruel man attacking a princess.  The court realizes this, but the cruel man can't hold back now.  The Archinquisitor must find Aksinya guilty--if he doesn't, he will likely stand trial for bringing such accusations against a princess.  Do you see the subtle undertow that lurks just below this scene.

Aksinya does rub it in.  She has won a victory, and she can't help herself--this is her personality.

The words and the protocol of the trial are accurate.  Aksinya's claims and actions are accurate.  She takes the Bishop's chair and insists that the Archbishop show her the respect she is due.  Note the irony at the end of this piece: Aksinya sat in the Bishop’s chair.  She smoothed her soiled dress.  I don't want you to forget what she looks like or what is really happening around her.  This is a deadly business that will harm many.  The first round goes to Aksinya, but the outcome of the race is fixed.  Notice, that she is in charge--for now.  Tomorrow, the trial continues.

Friday, June 3, 2011

A New Novel, Part 242 You are to Sit There, Child

3 June 2011, A New Novel, Part 242 You are to Sit There, Child

For those who haven’t been following this blog, let me introduce it a little. I am currently blogging my 21st novel that has the working title Daemon. The novel is about Aksinya, a sorceress, who, to save her family from the Bolsheviks, called and contracted the demon, Asmodeus. Her family was murdered anyway, and she fled with the demon from Russia to Austria.

The day of Aksinya's ecclesiastical trial has arrived...

In the morning, Frau Becker dressed Aksinya in her thin black dress and brought her breakfast in the room where she had been convalescing.  Just before nine, she led Aksinya to the chapel within the Cardinal’s house.  Aksinya heard the sounds of a crowd outside the building.  She caught a glimpse of men with cameras and writing pads through the windows.  Guards stood at the inner doors.  Inside the chapel was an altar on a slightly raised platform.  Just ahead of the altar sat a bishop’s chair on the platform.  A second smaller chair sat below the platform and about ten feet from the edge of it.  The other seats for spectators where arranged behind this.  They were already filled with many officials of the church.  Aksinya could tell by their robes.  Aksinya recognized the Reverend Mother, the Abbot, and Sister Margarethe near the middle of the crowd.  Some of the higher ranking sisters from the convent, Sacré Coeur, were also there.  Aksinya remembered them from her classes.  A few secular spectators were seated at the back.  Aksinya could tell since they were the only ones without ecclesiastical robes.
Frau Becker led Aksinya to the smaller chair and pointed toward it, “You are to sit there, child.”
As she sat, Aksinya grasped Frau Becker’s hand, “Thank you for your kindness to me.  I shall not forget it.”  She smiled.
Frau Becker covered her face with her free hand, “You are welcome.  I’ve been instructed to help you as you have need.  I’ll sit just behind you.”
“Thank you.”
Frau Becker reluctantly let go of Aksinya’s hand and moved behind her.

We have a transition with scene setting.  First, we dress Aksinya.  She is still wearing her shabby black dress--it is all she has.  Then we set the physical scene.  I let you know, through Frau Becker about the press.  Now, I show them to you.  I give you the time, but not the day.  The description is of the Chapel--that is the location of the trial.  That is where all the action will take place.

Then we see that the Reverend Mother, the Abbot, and Sister Margarethe are all at the trial.  Did you expect to not see them?  They will face another type of trial. 

Frau Becker takes Aksinya to her chair.  She is right at the front below the altar.  Aksinya at the end is kind to Frau Becker.  The Frau has been assigned to look after Aksinya during the trial.  Aksinya is having an affect on some of the people she meets.  Will this do her any good?  Tomorrow, the trial begins.