turned.
When a witch turns, it’s a bad thing (understatement).
The power given to us is from Mother Nature. She allows us to use the power of her lands, winds, fires and seas.
A woman who has any command of those can wreak some serious fucking havoc.
Not only did Mavis tell us that Agatha Darling had turned, she also told us she’d abandoned her coven.
Agatha was High Priestess of the Edwards Coven and a coven, especially a particularly powerful one like the Edwards one, without a leader, was ripe pickin’s for bad guys.
So, we needed a big ass coven meeting to find Agatha and learn what she was up to and find a way to stop her.
That means we needed power.
The Honeycutts were coming.
Yay!
12 March
To quote Enigo Montoya from the Rob Reiner Classic The Princess Bride :
“Let me ‘splain… no is too long, let me sum up.”
Su:
Has taken over my sanctuary flat at the top o’ The Gables, filled my mini-fridge with organic milk and tofu, covered the lights with scarves, the floor with tie-dyed camisoles (eek!) and gypsy skirts (ack!) and burned enough incense to permeate every article of Ralph, Calvin, Donna, Dolce and even Lucky clothing I own.
Viv:
Is also staying in my rooms, does nothing but complain about the milk, tofu, scarves, scattered clothes and incense while spending lots of time ironing her Liz Claiborne.
Has yet to find just the right place for her mini-Zen sand and rock garden but has taken over the cupboard space in my wee kitchenette with a variety of teas so huge that even I, a partner in a coffee house, haven’t heard of some of the blends.
When Hawkwind isn’t blaring from my stereo thanks to Su, Viv inserts her whale song CD.
Yikes!
Gran:
Is taking this opportunity to do a few UK yoga workshops and is pleased as punch that Senator Addison (better known as “ That Man ”) is going to be in country and is busy (per usual) with plans, plans, more plans and possible political machinations.
Gran is no stranger to Time and Newsweek (mostly photos of her behind a banner with a bunch of other ladies like Susan Sarandon and Marlo Thomas (although Gran is the only one with stark white dreadlocks) under which captions read, “Members of (such and such) including well-known activist Minerva Honeycutt (okay, so maybe they named Sarandon and not Gran), take to the streets”).
Viv, who until recently I thought was a highly sought after motivational speaker actually is a highly sought after How To book writer (as in How to Be A Witch) is planning yoga workshops-slash-how to seminars all over England with Gran.
Get this: Greta Maddox (member of our coven) just happens to be an agent who represents people like Gran and Viv. Why does life work out for Viv, Gran and Greta and I’ve barely heard from Aidan in a month and Ash has practically disappeared after the onslaught of femininity to The Gables? I mean, for two men who have made their intentions pretty clear (ish) they’re taking their time. I’m not exactly playing hard to get. For goddess’s sake, I live with one of them (okay, so The Gables has more than thirty rooms but so what!?). What does a girl have to do to get laid around here?
Ahem.
Mom:
“Look at that garden! It’s a mess! You girls!” she said upon driving up to the house (by “you girls” she meant “Mathilda” like I don’t have enough to do already being savior of world, barista extraordinaire and village fashionista I have to deal with fertilizer as well). She’s out there now, I can see her from my window, wearing a (rather fab, must admit) huge straw hat and attacking some shrubbery with clippers. When not knee deep in compost or elbow deep in homemade granola, she’s giving Lucy and Josie candle-making lessons.
Please note that search for Villainous Witch Turned Bad has taken a backseat to career furthering endeavors, political agendas, gardening and candle-making. Ack!
Ash:
I walked to Dungeon door yesterday and knocked.
He came up and opened
When a witch turns, it’s a bad thing (understatement).
The power given to us is from Mother Nature. She allows us to use the power of her lands, winds, fires and seas.
A woman who has any command of those can wreak some serious fucking havoc.
Not only did Mavis tell us that Agatha Darling had turned, she also told us she’d abandoned her coven.
Agatha was High Priestess of the Edwards Coven and a coven, especially a particularly powerful one like the Edwards one, without a leader, was ripe pickin’s for bad guys.
So, we needed a big ass coven meeting to find Agatha and learn what she was up to and find a way to stop her.
That means we needed power.
The Honeycutts were coming.
Yay!
12 March
To quote Enigo Montoya from the Rob Reiner Classic The Princess Bride :
“Let me ‘splain… no is too long, let me sum up.”
Su:
Has taken over my sanctuary flat at the top o’ The Gables, filled my mini-fridge with organic milk and tofu, covered the lights with scarves, the floor with tie-dyed camisoles (eek!) and gypsy skirts (ack!) and burned enough incense to permeate every article of Ralph, Calvin, Donna, Dolce and even Lucky clothing I own.
Viv:
Is also staying in my rooms, does nothing but complain about the milk, tofu, scarves, scattered clothes and incense while spending lots of time ironing her Liz Claiborne.
Has yet to find just the right place for her mini-Zen sand and rock garden but has taken over the cupboard space in my wee kitchenette with a variety of teas so huge that even I, a partner in a coffee house, haven’t heard of some of the blends.
When Hawkwind isn’t blaring from my stereo thanks to Su, Viv inserts her whale song CD.
Yikes!
Gran:
Is taking this opportunity to do a few UK yoga workshops and is pleased as punch that Senator Addison (better known as “ That Man ”) is going to be in country and is busy (per usual) with plans, plans, more plans and possible political machinations.
Gran is no stranger to Time and Newsweek (mostly photos of her behind a banner with a bunch of other ladies like Susan Sarandon and Marlo Thomas (although Gran is the only one with stark white dreadlocks) under which captions read, “Members of (such and such) including well-known activist Minerva Honeycutt (okay, so maybe they named Sarandon and not Gran), take to the streets”).
Viv, who until recently I thought was a highly sought after motivational speaker actually is a highly sought after How To book writer (as in How to Be A Witch) is planning yoga workshops-slash-how to seminars all over England with Gran.
Get this: Greta Maddox (member of our coven) just happens to be an agent who represents people like Gran and Viv. Why does life work out for Viv, Gran and Greta and I’ve barely heard from Aidan in a month and Ash has practically disappeared after the onslaught of femininity to The Gables? I mean, for two men who have made their intentions pretty clear (ish) they’re taking their time. I’m not exactly playing hard to get. For goddess’s sake, I live with one of them (okay, so The Gables has more than thirty rooms but so what!?). What does a girl have to do to get laid around here?
Ahem.
Mom:
“Look at that garden! It’s a mess! You girls!” she said upon driving up to the house (by “you girls” she meant “Mathilda” like I don’t have enough to do already being savior of world, barista extraordinaire and village fashionista I have to deal with fertilizer as well). She’s out there now, I can see her from my window, wearing a (rather fab, must admit) huge straw hat and attacking some shrubbery with clippers. When not knee deep in compost or elbow deep in homemade granola, she’s giving Lucy and Josie candle-making lessons.
Please note that search for Villainous Witch Turned Bad has taken a backseat to career furthering endeavors, political agendas, gardening and candle-making. Ack!
Ash:
I walked to Dungeon door yesterday and knocked.
He came up and opened
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