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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.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

A New Novel, Part 226 My Purpose is Temptation and Evil

18 May 2011, A New Novel, Part 226 My Purpose is Temptation and Evil

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 is locked in a cold dark cell under the residence of the Cardinal of Wien.  Asmodeus comes to visit Aksinya in the depths of the night...

He laughed, “I have no more instructions to give you, alleged Countess.  I’m here to steal all hope away from you.”
Aksinya pressed her lips tightly shut.
“You will never be rid of me, but now, I can torment you as I desire.”
“You lie.  You may only torment the guilty, and I am confessed and forgiven.”
Aksinya heard a slight change in the tone of Asmodeus’ voice, “I warned you not to confess.  I still have power over the world, and the world will do my work for me well.”  He stuck out his hand and pulled it back.
The dress Aksinya wore slipped off her body.  At the door, the demon held it in his fist.
“There, alleged Countess, the night is cold.  Your cell is colder.  This dress shall keep until the morrow.”  He threw it far down the corridor where Aksinya could never retrieve it.  “I can still torment you, but I don’t need to torment you.  That was never my plan.  I sought to bring everyone around you down to your level.  Already my plans have come to a wonderful harvest.  It is a harvest you shall reap for me.  Could you imagine that you would see the ruin of everything you hold dear?  You don’t need to imagine it, because you will soon live it.  Everyone you touched will be harmed.  Little girl, you don’t have any idea the havoc you have wrought in this world—soon you will know all.”   
Aksinya huddled naked and shivering in the corner of the bench and the wall.
“This is usually the time you threaten me, alleged Countess.  Why so quiet?”
“Because speaking will do no good.  It never did any good before.  The only thing that matters anymore is that I am confessed and forgiven.”
“What about your friends?”
“For them…for them.”
“Hah, don’t say you are willing to die.”
Tears trickled down the sides of Aksinya’s cheeks, “I cannot say that.  I am not willing to die for them.  I wish I was able, but I am not.”
“That is your problem.  You were willing to release a demon to protect your family, but you would not have died for any of them.  Let me tell you a secret, alleged Countess.  I killed your family.  I killed them all.  If you wondered at your injuries when you traveled with me from your cellar to your family’s estate, they came about because you helped me bring about the deaths of your own family.  I delayed just long enough between heaven and earth so the Bolsheviks would have the time to do their dirty work.  You were marked with the touch of hell in the place where time has no meaning.  Already you have been to hell; therefore, you should embrace your new home with even greater fervor.”
Aksinya was breathless, “You let them murder my family?  You were sworn to obey me.”
“Never sworn to obey you.  I swore to do evil in your name.  You are such a fool, little girl.  You tried to negotiate with a demon.  My purpose is temptation and evil.  I have no other purpose in heaven or earth.”

Asmodeus has come to torment Aksinya--he has shown this behaviour over and over.  He has come to steal all hope from her.  When Aksinya tells the demon he can't torment her because she is forgiven, the demon's tone changes slightly because he may not be able to use his power and physically torment her, but he can use his words and the power of the world to torment her.  He takes her clothes and now she is naked in the cold.  She was cold before, now she is colder.  Do you remember how sensitive to the cold Aksinya is?

Asmodeus tells her, it was never his plan to torment her.  His plan was to torment everyone around her.  Perhaps he is lying, but that doesn't matter, the suffering of Aksinya's friends is a torment to her.  The demon tells her, she will see the ruin of everything she holds dear.  She doesn't understand the suffering she has wrought--soon she will know.

The demon knows her well--usually Aksinya returns the demon's attack at this point.  But Aksinya has learned.  It does no good--it never did any good.  The truth is that: "The only thing that matters anymore is that I am confessed and forgiven.”

The demon isn't finished.  He has more torment to bring her.  It's about Aksinya's friends.  Told you.

Aksinya isn't much different than most of us--she isn't willing to die for another.  She isn't willing to die for her friends.  The demon uses this against her.  He has more to use against her.  He begins his torment with the truth about Aksinya's family.  Asmodeus allowed them to be killed.  He could have protected them, but he didn't and had no intention of protecting them.  Ultimately, calling the demon gave absolutely no benefit to Aksinya.  If you imagined anything positive from it, this confession from Asmodeus completely destroys that idea.

Aksinya doesn't understand.  She states: "You were sworn to obey me.”  Asmodeus clears that up quickly: “Never sworn to obey you.  I swore to do evil in your name.  You are such a fool, little girl.  You tried to negotiate with a demon.  My purpose is temptation and evil.  I have no other purpose in heaven or earth.”  He told her that before--was she not listening?  Tomorrow, more from the demon.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

A New Novel, Part 30 Hungary

We move very simply from Russia into Hungary.  There is no east and west--yet.  The world is war torn from WWI, and I will likely add much more in description to this section and the next.  I don't want to make this a travelling novel, and I don't want to draw attention away from the main storyline, plot, and theme.

Zάhony was a city being rebuilt. It was war torn and weary. The people looked at anyone who was different with suspicion. Asmodeus, Aksinya, and Natalya exited at the station. Asmodeus led them back toward the Russian side and behind some buildings. There Aksinya said her words and suddenly she and Natalya were again in their normal forms and their clothing. The counterspell was very simple. After the change, they were completely bedraggled, and they stunk. Aksinya could smell herself. She was very uncomfortable, and she wanted a bath.


Asmodeus led them back to the station. The Russian and Hungarian guards stared at them, but here the revolution was still an event in Moscow and well away from this place. Here the old order of White Russia still reigned. They allowed Aksinya, Natalya, and their courtier an escort to cross the boarder. The Russian and the Hungarian guards bowed to them as ladies and gentlemen and to Aksinya as an aristocrat. Aksinya spoke French. The men nodded politely but did not understand her. Asmodeus spoke to the Hungarians in Hungarian. Asmodeus led them into and through the town to a very fine inn on the other side.

He engaged them an apartment with a sitting room. The very first thing Aksinya did was tear off her clothing. While Natalya drew a bath, Aksinya stripped off everything. She entered the tub before it was half full and let Natalya continue to fill it with hot water from the stove in the bathroom. She let Natalya scrub her. She didn’t dally, but stepped out before the water was cool and started to help Natalya remove her clothing.

Natalya held Aksinya off. She hung her head, “I’ll take care of my clothing myself, countess.” She blushed, “It is unseemly for my mistress to help me.” She gave Aksinya an imploring look.

Aksinya didn’t say anything—she returned to the bedroom. The demon had placed a selection of clothing there. Aksinya put on a warm gown and pulled on a heavy robe. Almost before Aksinya was clothed, Natalya entered from her bath. She carefully kept her back turned away from Aksinya and pulled on her old nightgown and robe.

When a knock came at the door, Natalya answered it.

A woman and two kitchen girls stood there. Natalya nodded at them. Aksinya addressed them in French, “Good evening.”

The lady and the girls curtsied and ducked, but didn’t say a word. They filled the small sitting room table with many dishes and fine food. They laid out very nice china and silver. When the table had been set and filled, they all curtsied again and left.

Aksinya took a deep breath. She sat at the table. Natalya stood at her elbow. Aksinya tugged on her sleeve, “Lady Natalya, please sit with me and eat.”

“It would not be proper, countess.”

“It might not be proper, but it would please me. We ate together all the way across Russia from Minsk to here, and you didn’t complain.”

Natalya blushed.

“There is no need to be embarrassed. You will be my lady and my friend both. It would please me if you would eat with me.”

“Only in private, please mistress. I would never want to embarrass you.”

“And I would never desire to embarrass you.”

“Thank you.” Natalya guiltily slipped into a chair and tried to make herself a little lower than Aksinya.

Aksinya served Natalya a plate of food and placed a fork in her hand, “Please eat and converse with me, Lady Natalya. You are very pleasant company and a very fine lady-in –waiting.”

“Thank you,” but it was slightly muffled as Natalya demurely filled her mouth with a bite of meat.

Did you note how I showed you Natalya's desire to hide her scars from Aksinya.  I didn't tell you anything--I just showed you.  Did you note that Aksinya called Natalya her friend.  This is a revelation I need to make stronger from the beginning.  Aksinya has had few friends.  Her friends were here books of sorcery.  She was estranged from the family she loved.  The reason will become obvious later.  For Aksinya to have a friend is a new thing for her--even her approach is awkward, but notice, not unplanned or unthought.  She is not embarrassed, but rather approaches friendship like a demand.