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PETER AND THE ENCHANTED CASTLE by Donna Swanson c.2008 October 21, 2010

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Once upon a time in the land of Nod there lived an old man and his wife and their three sons.  The two older boys, Hans and Ollie, were selfish, greedy and lazy.  They made their younger brother, Peter, do all the work while they sat and watched and smoked their pipes.  Peter did not complain but did the work cheerfully for that was his nature.

One day Father said to Hans, “My son, it is time for you to go out into the world and seek your fortune.  Take this bag of food and see what you can find for yourself.”

“This won’t take long.” bragged Hans.  “I will be back in a week with all the fortune I can use up in a lifetime!”  And he set forth.

 

"I'll find my fortune before sundown!"

Hans had not gone far when he came upon an apple tree heavy with fruit.  Standing beneath the tree was a small, ragged youth.  “Please, Sir,” the child begged, “Would you hold me up so I can pick an apple?  I am very hungry.”

“Don’t be ridiculous!” scoffed Hans, “climb the tree for yourself!”

The boy took a hobbling step toward him.  “I would Sir, but my legs are not strong enough.  Could you please help me?”

“Sure!” said Hans, and grabbing two apples, he began eating one and shoved the other into his pocket.  Ignoring the youth’s outstretched hand he laughed as he went on down the lane.”  “Stupid boy!” he called back and finished eating the apple.

A little farther down the road Hans came upon an old woman bent beneath a load of sticks.  “Please, kind Sir, “she asked, “would you help an old woman?  These sticks are so heave and I am still a ways from my cottage.”

“Out of my way, old woman!” snorted Hans, and he shoved her roughly aside.  “I can’t help every beggar I come to if I’m to find my fortune!”

"These sticks are heavy!"

The day turned cold and chill.  Hans, finding a log beside the lane, settled himself upon it, brought out his pipe and lit it.  “Finding a fortune is hard work!” he whined.  “Now it looks like rain.  I’d better find an inn for the night!”

Heaving himself up with a grunt he began walking again.  Presently he saw an old man in a long cloak walking slowly ahead of him.  The man was surely blind for he was searching the path ahead with a crooked stick.  Hearing Han’s footsteps, he called, “Kind Sir!  Help a blind man find his way.  I’ve lost the path home and cannot find it with this stick.”

Hans looked at him closely, pulling aside his cloak to see if he carried a moneybag.

“Why should I help you, old man?  You’ve nothing I need!”

“Those who would seek their fortune will find it by helping others.” said the old man.

“Ahgh” You sound just like my father!” snarled Hans, and pushed on by.

Hans walked on for a day or two but he found no fortune.  Nor did he become kinder.  Soon his food ran out and he came plodding back home.  “There’s no fortune to be found out there!” he grumbled “All I found was a bunch of people begging for help and wanting my food!  I’m done with fortune hunting!  From now on I’m content to stay here!”  And with that Hans sat down at the table and shouted, “Peter!  Bring me food and wine.

Now!”

Han’s father looked at his oldest son with sadness, but Ollie laughed, “Ho ho, brother simpleton!  I’ll bet you didn’t walk any father than the next town before you gave up!  Father says there’s a fortune to be found out there and I’ll find it, or my name’s isn’t Ollie-the-hard-armed!”  Then Ollie shoved as much food as would go into a sack, demanded money for lodging and set off.

"I'm the one to find a fortune!

Just as Hans had before him, Ollie encountered the same three people in the same three places.  And, just as his brother had done, Ollie treated them with rude contempt.  But Ollie, even greedier than his brother, took the sticks from the old woman and the cloak from the blind man and sold them in the next town for a few pennies.  There he found a tavern and spent all he had on food and drink before his stumbled back home.

“Hans was right!  There are no more fortunes to be found in this broad world.  I, too, shall be content to remain here under a safe roof and care for my old mother and father!”  With that he shouted for food and wine and slouched in a chair by the fire.

The mother and father looked at one another in dismay.  The two older sons would never amount to anything or have homes of their own.  The father turned to Peter, “Would you like to try your luck, my son?” he asked.

Hans and Ollie both spoke at once, “It’s no use sending out that weak one!  He will stay here and serve us.”

Ollie looked sourly at his parents.  “And you two will do as we say!  Hans and I are masters of this house from now on!  WE will decide what is to be done with the crops and the milk and butter from our cows!”  Giving the room a final, surly glance, the brothers went outside to lie in the sun and smoke their pipes.

Father took Peter aside where no one could hear.  “My son,” he said sadly, “you can see what has become of your brothers.  To stay here would be great folly.  Your mother will fix a sack for you and leave it behind the door.  Leave early tomorrow morning to seek your fortune before your brothers awake.  We will tell them you are in the upper meadow tending sheep.”

"But, I'm afraid for you and Father!"

“But, Father,” protested Peter, “I am afraid to leave you here with them!  They might hurt you!”

“No, they won’t hurt us, for they need us to do the work.  You go, Peter, and if you find good fortune we will try to follow you later.”

So, early next morning Peter dressed in his sturdiest clothes and shoes and taking the sack his mother had filled for him, started off down the road.  Sure enough, before he had gone very far, he came to the apple tree and the ragged youth standing near the path…

“Kind Sir,” the youth begged, “could you hold me up so I can reach an apple?  They are too high for me and I am so hungry!”

"Will you help me, kind Sir?"

“Of course I will!” said Peter.  “Pick three or four and we will have them for desert, for I will share my food with you.”  Peter lifted the lad to his shoulder and helped him pick half a dozen crisp, juicy apples.

When they had eaten, Peter started to go on, but the boy said, “Here, Peter, put these two apples in your pocket for later.  And may you have good fortune always!”

Peter put the apples in his pocket and though he felt no different, the apples caused him to become invisible to the brothers who had discovered his absence and were now following to bring him back.

When Hans and Ollie could not see him, Ollie said, “I know!  He must have gone in the opposite direction to throw us off the track!  We’ll catch him before it’s time to eat supper!”

Meanwhile, Peter came upon the old woman carrying her load of sticks.  Before she could even ask for help, Peter offered.  “Here, old Mother, let me help you with that heavy load!  How far have you yet to go?”

“Just down that side path a way,” the old woman replied.  And when Peter had the load on his back she led him down the path to a clean, well kept but poor cottage.  “The sticks are for the fire inside,” she said.

As she stepped across the threshold a wondrous thing occurred.  Suddenly the cottage became a beautiful castle and in place of the old woman stood a beautiful princess!  Peter dropped the sticks and jumped back at the sight before him.

"Welcome to my castle!"

“Don’t be afraid,” laughed the princess.  “I have been under a spell for many years.  My castle was turned into a poor cottage and I into an old woman carrying sticks.  The spell could only be broken by a young man who was kind enough to carry them back here.”

Peter had dropped to his knees before the regal maiden, but she took his hand and told him to stand up.  “You have one more task to perform,” she said, “and then you may return here and marry me and live as the prince in the castle.”

“One more task?  But I have done no tasks,” said Peter.

“Oh, but you have,” said the princess.  “The youth with whom you shared your lunch was the first.  And for your kindness he gave you two apples which made you invisible to the brothers who are looking for you.  Take them from your pockets now and look at them.”

Peter did so and, to his surprise, they had turned to gold.

They had turned to gold.

“Keep them,” said the princess.  “You will need them again one day.”

After giving him Peter a drink of cool water, she sent him on his way.  His step was light and his heart merry when he spied the bent old man searching out the path ahead.

As he had to the brothers before him the old man called to Peter, “Kind Sir, could you help a poor blind man find his way?”

“Certainly, Sir!” said Peter, “How can I help?”

“The path I’m looking for is near here, I believe,” the old man said. “It is guarded by a tree shaped remarkably like a dragon.”

“Why here it is right beside us!” laughed Peter, “where does it lead?”

“Let me take your arm and we shall see.”  And the two moved onto a wide, sun-dappled path trough the trees.  Peter looked up once more at the tree and it did indeed look very much like a dragon.  He even fancied he could see a great, many-faceted eye winking in the top branches.

The path wound down through the forest then opened into a small clearing.  “There should be a cave close by,” said the man.

At first Peter could see nothing but trees and underbrush against the face of a cliff.  He told the old man to rest while he looked and shortly found an opening behind a curtain of ivy.

“Yes, that’s it,” the man said when Peter described it to him.  “Step inside and hold up a light.”

Peter took a candle from his pocket, lit it and stepped inside.  It took a few seconds for his eyes to adjust to the brightness shining back at him.  Then he realized the candle was being reflected from walls covered with jewels of every description.  Trembling with wonder, he tuned to tell the old man what they had found.  But the old man was gone.  In his place stood a mighty king robed in royal splendor.

“You are truly a good-hearted lad,” the king said to Peter.  “The spell has now been broken and my daughter, my castle and myself are free of it!  It was your generosity, Peter that broke the spell.  From now on I look upon you as my son, brother to the prince you met earlier today.”

Peter looked puzzled, “Prince?  When did I meet a prince?  Oh, I get it!  The crippled youth I met beneath the apple tree!  That was your son?”
”It was indeed, Peter.  Now, if you so choose you may have the hand of my only daughter in marriage and live with us in the enchanted castle.  Come, let us go home!  But first, empty  your sack of food and fill it with jewels.  They will serve as the first of your rewards!”

Outside the cave stood two fine white horses fitted with royal trappings.  Mounting these they went back the way they had come.  As they left the meadow Peter asked why he had never seen or heard of the castle or the cave filled with jewels.

“When you left the path with my daughter and later with me you entered an enchanted kingdom.  It can only be seen by those whose hearts are pure.  We only appear in our disguises seeking help once every hundred years as your world figures time.  It has been many centuries since we first began looking for kindness.”

The king was greeted with great joy by his daughter and son and they introduced themselves to Peter as Prince Percival and Princess Elinore, and their father as King Cedric.    Peter stayed for many days in the beautiful land of enchantment and he did indeed fall in love with the Princess Elinore.

Preparations were made for the royal wedding but one day as they walked in the garden he said to King Cedric, “Sire, I have found fortune beyond my fondest dreams and a life of happiness here with you and fair Elinore.  And though my heart is filled with love for you all, I cannot but grieve for my poor parents still at the mercy of Hans and Ollie.  Do you think there is a way I could bring them here?”

“Of course, you can,” said the king.  “If there hearts are good and they wish to come.”

“Oh, I know they will and they are good, hard working people!”

“Then go.  In fact, you may go in broad daylight6 for the golden apples my son gave you will make you invisible to your brothers.  Go now and hurry back for we shall miss you!”

Peter put the apples in his pocket and soon found himself back on the road.  As he came in sight of his old home he saw how run down and shabby it had become in his short absence.  Hans and Ollie did no work and only what the two old folks could do when they were not waiting on the brothers kept the farm going.

“Soon my parents will know what real freedom is!” thought Peter as he walked to the door.  Looking in the window he saw Hans and Ollie asleep by the fire.  He opened the door quietly so as not to disturb them and went in search of his mother and father.  He found his mother in the kitchen cooking supper.  When she saw Peter, resplendent in his royal garb, she dropped the pan she was holding with a clatter.  She opened her mouth to speak his name, but Peter motioned her to silence.

“What’s going on out there?” shouted Hans.

“N n n nothing,” his mother called back.  “I just dropped a pan.”  Lowering her voice she whispered, “How did you get in here without your brothers seeing you?  You must slip out the back way and leave, for they have become much worse since we helped you get away.”

Peter whispered back, “They can’t see me as long as I have these in my pocket.”  He showed her the golden apples and her eyes grew wide.  “I have found a fortune, Mother, and a new home for us.  The story is too long to tell here but I will take you with me after Hans and Ollie go to bed.”

“You can’t,” his mother whispered with tears in her eyes.  “They lock us in our rooms at night so we cannot follow you.”

“That just makes it easier,” chuckled Peter.  “I’ll go find Father and tell him what to do.  Be sure to have your clothes and anything else you wish to take packed and ready.  I’ll be back for you before Midnight.”

After Peter had found his father and made arrangements he sat under a tree and waited for dark.  It was hard to listen to his brothers shout at their parents and treat them cruelly, but he knew it would soon end.

When supper was over he heard Ollie shout, “Get in your room now!  We want to go to town!”

“So much the better!” thought Peter, for town was in the opposite direction from the road they would travel.  As soon as the brothers were out of sight Peter ran to the house, up the stair and down the hall to his parents’ room.  As he helped them with their bags Peter said, “I wish there were some way to punish Hans and Ollie for the cruel way they have treated you.”

“Don’t fret, son,” laughed his father, “when they get back and find they have to work for their own supper they will be well paid!  Now, tell us how you came to find your fortune!”

Peter brings his parents to the castle.

It was a happy group that journeyed back to the castle and a happier wedding a few days later when Peter and Princess Elinore were wed in the enchanted castle.

Hans and Ollie searched long and diligently for their parents.  In truth, they searched longer and harder than they ever had for their fortunes.  To everyone they met they would lament, “Our terrible younger brother has stolen our dear parents away from us and left us orphans!”

However, those who knew the family knew that Hans and Ollie were lying and those who did not had no information to give.  At last the brothers were forced to return and work the farm themselves.  And true to their father’s prediction, that was punishment indeed for the lazy pair.

Meanwhile, Peter, now Prince Peter, and his bride lived happily and quietly in their enchanted castle, just down the road and a million miles away from the two greedy brothers.

The brothers must now work for their supper!

This simple fairytale became the inspiration for the six-book series, The Windfallow Chronicles.

MINNIE REMEMBERS PORTRAIT April 25, 2008

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Since 1974 Minnie Remembers has been read and loved my millions of people all over the world. First published by Alive Now!, a publication of the Upper Room, it has been made into two documentary films, won a Golden Eagle film award from CINE, and been reprinted in hundreds of periodicals, both religious and secular as well as many books.

My paternal grandmother, Minnie Worley, was the inspiration for the poem. She raised 9 children and 4 grandchildren and was a devout Christian woman. Widowed and blind by her late 60s, her son, my father, took over the farming and took her to live with us. As a child I read to Grandma from her beloved King James Bible and I credit my love for the beauty of language to that activity.

Recently I came across a number of prints that were made after the poem became popular. Using a rare photo of Minnie Worley, Les Booth, owner of Net 500 Communications Group, rendered the poem by hand in calligraphy. A portion of that print is reproduced above. It is done on gold parchment card stock. One of these prints was on display for several years in the Upper Room Gallery in Nashville, Tennessee, where Minnie Remembers was first published. I recall being show the print while a staff member gave me a tour of the gallery. I was in Nashville to watch the filming of a portion of the Minnie Remembers film done by United Methodist Communications.

If you would like to learn more about the print, or how to obtain one, please go to www.mindsinger.com .  (As of this morning, 4/30/08, the information has not been posted on the mindsinger website.  So if you will add a comment asking for that information, I’ll be glad to answer as soon as I see it.)

Q&A – Comments from ROCKS & GOLD September 21, 2006

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An Interview with the Author, Donna Swanson

 

(If you have been following these Q&A discussions, you can skip down to the beginning of Book II: Of Rocks and Gold)

 

Swanson:  I’ve had Melynda Leak, owner and operator of the Williamsport Day School and a Master educator, read this series and give her questions and comments.  I will use these as a starting point for discussing my books.

First, let me give some background for the series.

Windfallow is a small world, created at the same time as Earth.  It is totally fictitious but rules are in place – as they must be in any realistic work of fiction – and are followed throughout.  At one time Earth and Windfallow were connected by easily accessible gates or openings from one world to the other.  But when the first humans disobeyed their God and allowed sin to enter their world, it set in motion changes that took the humans farther and farther away from the innocence of Windfallow.  Gradually, that difference created such a chasm between the worlds, that Windfallow closed the gates and no longer allowed interaction with humans.

Windfallow is close enough to the eternal plane, as they call it, that time is of little consequence.  Therefore, what might pass as days or weeks on Earth would be reckoned in lifetimes on Windfallow.  Fallowfolk and especially the Alari or Angels can manipulate time which is quite convenient in special events. 

Some have likened Windfallow to Eden or Paradise.  This may or may not be the case; the author never explains that theory.  Some things are best left to the imagination of the reader.

Three species of humanoids inhabit Windfallow.  The Fallowfolk are the equivalent of humans on Earth.  They enjoy long life, but not eternal life.  Their speech is like chiming music, but they ‘mindspeak’ to humans so their speech sounds normal in any language.  They have a limited ability to time travel which grows stronger as they age. 

The second species of inhabitants are Alari or the Earth equivalent of Angels.  They are ageless, having been created at the beginning and given immortality.  They can change size at will and are visible only to those who have the Maker’s (God’s) Spirit within them.  Their most noticeable characteristic are wings, feathered and barred like those of a bird.  They wear slim leggings and tunics of iridescent fabric, like the Fallowfolk, but are capable of changing into the glorious beings they actually are if necessary and during the annual Festival of the Bells.

The third species is called Mindless.  These are a subspecies of fallowfolk who live in tunnels beneath the Barrier Wood that circles Windfallow at its equator.  They are slow of thought, and degraded in mind and spirit from living too close to humans.  Eventually, they are sealed into their tunnels and no longer allowed in Windfallow.

The most famous characteristic of Windfallow’s geography is its gemstone.  Where Earth’s rocks are granite, flint, sandstone, etc., in Windfallow they are ruby, sapphire, emerald, diamond, etc.  This has been used as a tool of the demons to lure humans into Windfallow trying to seduce it.

There are no oceans on Windfallow, so there is plenty of land for the population.  Two great rivers encircle the globe, each in its own hemisphere.  The Barrier Wood, the second most prominent feature of the landscape, encircles the equator and is impenetrable to all but the Alari who open paths through it for the Fallowfolk when needed.

Now to the Questions and comments.

 

OF ROCKS AND GOLD

 

LEAK:  I like the way you begin on an ordinary note!  The scene in MacDonalds is cool!  Are you afraid you will ‘date’ the books by using such icons, though?

 

SWANSON: Yes, there’s always a chance of that, but I feel to make everything generic would be a greater mistake.  These are teenagers in a real world.

 

LEAK: How do you name your characters?

 

SWANSON: The humans were easy.  I chose Zach because our grandson, Zach, was living with us and was about the same age as the main character.  The characters on Windfallow, however, were a different story.  Following the ‘rules’ of the setting, I could choose no names that might have been predicated on violence, warfare, or any of the curses that had befallen earth.  This ruled out using names containing Fort, for example.  It also held true for naming fallowfolk.  Part of this was evaded by not giving last names.  As was the custom in earlier times on earth, fallowfolk call themselves “name” of Wintersea, etc.

The Alari went through the most thorough name change.  If you are familiar with the first three books published as “Angel World Trilogy”, this will be the most obvious change you will see.  Since I began writing The Great Bell as a fairytale, I wasn’t concerned with what I was calling them.  Flutterfolk seemed a nice, fairytale name for little fairy-like creatures.  Actually, Stilts started out as Rumplestiltzkin in the first version.  And Paddy did not seem at all strange for the first Alari introduced.

However, when I realized how different the series had become from where it began, I also realized I could not leave the names unchanged.  It was simple enough to change Rumplestiltzkin to Stilts, and I had already begun using names from nature for the fallowfolk.  But I studied for a long time to come up with names suitable for what had become Windfallow angels.  I asked a net friend, Alyce, to study the problem with me and mentioned I was thinking of Latin names.  She sent me the url for a Latin site called Incunabula Books which contained hundreds of words with their meanings.  I chose Alari as the equivalent of Angel because it means ‘winged one’.  Angari’s name means “public courier, messenger and servant of the public courier; service to a lord.”  I thought that sounded like this character. The other Alari were simpler to name since they were not ongoing in the series.

 

LEAK: I like the way you describe Angari as being friendly, unassuming and with a great sense of humor.  Especially as it contrasts with the power he wields. 

 

SWANSON: Too many people have the idea that being a Christian means you go around with a scowl or a holier-than-thou expression on your face; never have fun; never crack a joke.  If you spend more than a day or two with Christians, especially in a group of them, you find a much different outlook on life.  Within the parameters God has set up, there is a whole universe of wonder, humor, imagination, the whole nine yards and most Christians take full advantage of it.  Maybe that’s why this particular book begins with a bunch of teens being teens without the shallow mindset our culture encourages.

 

LEAK: The Mindless – what a great name!  How did you come up with it?

 

SWANSON: Perhaps because it seems individuals with a criminal mentality operate as puppets with others pulling the strings.  With no thought of consequences, no moral or ethical place to stand, they are blown about by whatever seems the easier course or whatever might be profitable to themselves.  They are like hornets whose nest has been knocked down – swarming in rage and stinging whatever comes within their range of vision.  Their eyes are eternally cast down and their warped minds simply cannot conceive of trust, compassion or mercy.

 

(Chap. 2)

 

LEAK:  King of the Barrier Wood – can’t wait to see his picture!  Did you base his character on anyone in particular?

 

SWANSON: No, not really.  I guess he’s the epitome of all the gangsters I’ve seen in movies or TV.  The only mind he has is corrupted and filled with greed for what he has learned of Windfallow.  If you read Book I, you know he kept some of the height he gained his first time on the planet.  I’ve still not found a way to explain how the Jackal has knowledge of the planet.  I’m thinking of the scripture in Job where Satan is pictured as going to and fro before God’s throne.  Perhaps he has found this knowledge while there.

 

LEAK:  I love the line, “Girls smell better than boys.”  Also like the realistic interplay between Zach and Travis.  Travis is a fascinating character.  Why don’t you put him in more of the books?

 

SWANSON:  Who knows if I’ll have time to write more books?  There could be a sidebar book or short story where Trav is a main character.  He certainly has promise; kind of a Huck Finn to Zach’s Tom Sawyer.

 

LEAK: Why did you decide to introduce Sally to Windfallow?

 

SWANSON:  Caught that, huh.  Well, the fairer sex had not been too prevalent in the first book, so I decided to use Sally to bring in a different view.  Kind of what a female would notice.

 

(Chap. 3)

 

LEAK:  What happened to the first queen?  Oh, I forgot, it’s been a generation or so in Windfallow.

 

SWANSON:  That’s right.  Time flows differently in Windfallow, remember? 

 

LEAK: I see that Sally has already made an observation that Zach missed – about the crooks not being able to see the Alari.

 

SWANSON:  Yeah, it’s good to have another POV (point of view) in any book. You know, iron sharpens iron?

 

(Chap. 4)

 

LEAK:  Just think! Adventure stories about Wintersea, Bellhaven, Ravensrille, Spring Hollow, Riverbrook and Windemere!

 

SWANSON:  I think perhaps these would lend themselves better to short stories.  Maybe one at a time, then compiled into one.  I can see myself writing these if the books become popular.  But it takes a response to get the creative juices flowing.

 

LEAK: Why are wounds to bodies and spirits healed at the palace?  What is it that makes the palace special?

 

SWANSON:  I’ve not dealt with that in the books.  Perhaps the palaces at Windemere and Skye (in Lower Windfallow) are a concentration of wisdom where healing can take place in peace.  Of course, this was never necessary before the demon sent in his crooks.  Since that is a kind of central place, it was probably the first one thought of in an emergency.

 

LEAK: How did you come up with the idea of Alari fading from brushes with evil?

 

SWANSON: That is connected with the need for Zach or those with him to pray for help when in battle.  I think it also came from a theme in Frank Peretti’s books where the angels really did need the prayers of the saints to remain strong.  Evil always weakens those it touches, whether an individual or a nation.  Take in enough of it and you become helpless.

 

(Chap 5)

 

LEAK:  Who are the ‘locals’ the king and his cronies talk about?

 

SWANSON: That’s the word the crooks use for the mindless of Windfallow.  You can see in this scene how little the crooks value the mindless.  They are to be used and discarded, nothing more.

 

LEAK: I’d like to see Ravensrille on a map showing there are no trees close to Hawks Roost.

 

SWANSON:  The maps have always been a weak spot for me.  I’m in the process of revising them; taking out the bold outlines for the countries and making it look more like Tolkien’s maps. 

 

LEAK:  Oh, cool! “Could it be they do not sing their own to the next life plane?” 

 

SWANSON: It is as inconceivable to the fallowfolk that those who die are not ‘sung home’ as it is to think there are those on earth who do not even go the Heaven.  I have never gone into the details of life and death on Windfallow other than to intimate it is not Heaven and there is the Eternal Plane which is our Heaven.  There is no illness or violence on Windfallow to cause death, but there can be accidents and I’m sure the fallowfolk die “strong and full of years” as was said of some of the Biblical patriarchs.

 

LEAK:  Zach is constantly confronted with how violent his world is.  It must make him sad.

 

SWANSON: It does and makes him all the more determined that Windfallow not be harmed in the same way.  I’ve taken the liberty of quoting from Scripture but I do not insert chapter and verse.  I know some authors do that, feeling they must back up what they quote.  But when we are talking to someone we don’t use footnotes.  I believe if we pique the reader’s curiosity he may go looking for the quote on his own.  I can see the day, though, when an appendix is needed for this kind of thing. 

 

LEAK:  I forget from which house Zach leaves with Angari to fight the eagles.

 

SWANSON:  Zach goes on the Hawks Roost with the travelers and they leave from there.  Angari comes there to tell about the rescue of Minnow and Angel.

 

LEAK: Are humans the only ones who can call him God and the others call Him the Maker?

 

SWANSON: It is just a different name for the same person.  Perhaps they used Maker when they read Creator in the minds of the humans.

 

LEAK: I forget what waybread is.

 

SWANSON: It is specially prepared loaves to be taken on trips away from home.  It is supplemented by wild fruits and berries and is very chewy as Zach learned.

 

(Chap. 6)

 

LEAK: We need a movie of this so can see Angari hit by the eagle and then launch back into the sky!

 

SWANSON:  This was interesting to write.  I could ‘see’ the battle in my mind as I wrote.  It was also fun to write of the crook’s reaction to the ‘invisible stuff’!

 

(Chap. 7)

 

LEAK:  Wow!  The Jackal!  Very good description!

 

SWANSON:  This was another place to show how the title ‘mindless’ is correct for these crooks.  The boss/king’s swagger leaves quickly when the ‘real boss’ shows up.

 

LEAK: Interesting, the Jackal’s head is on a stone that glows and gets hot.

 

SWANSON:  One would hardly expect less from a demon.  It is one of the ways he controls his subjects. 

 

LEAK:  So like Sally not to want to talk about ‘home’.

 

SWANSON:  Yes, I like that part of her nature; something like Scarlet O’Hara saying she’ll think about it tomorrow.  Sally does some growing up while here, though, just like Zach did.  I was afraid I didn’t concentrate enough on Sally until I reread the book and found more of her there than I remembered.

 

LEAK:  Yuck!  What a horrible disguise!  How did you come up with it?

 

SWANSON:  I just visualized in my mind what a mindless would look like.  I picture them rather ape-like with slow, uncoordinated movements wearing only enough clothes to be protected from the elements.  They would have a small knowledge of earth language from being near humans.

 

 

(CHAP. 8)

 

LEAK:  Is there also jade on Windfallow?

 

SWANSON: I just went to One-click answers and got the definition of Jade.  It is considered a gemstone so it qualifies.  I later refer to pink jade which is probably not available on earth, but, hey, we’re on Windfallow!

 

LEAK:  Exciting reading!  I keep forgetting to stop and ask questions!    How did you come up with the earth location for the Jackal’s warehouse hideout?

 

SWANSON:  Well, it had to be close to where they took the Great Bell, so I put it in a nearby town.  I consider Fair Oaks to be a small town that would have fast food places and enough manufacturing to have an old warehouse that could have been bought by the crooks.

 

LEAK:  I’m glad you gave Sally a real part to play in the battle.

 

SWANSON:  It seemed natural that she would take Zach’s place with the Council while Zach was incognito.

 

LEAK:  That flight of Zach and Angari is really something!  The pain is real and this time it appears the hand really IS blistered.

 

SWANSON:  Yes, this reminds the reader that heroes sometimes must endure real pain and suffering to accomplish their tasks.

 

(CHAP. 9)

 

LEAK:  Who’s Willow? I forgot.

 

SWANSON; Willow is an Alari maiden who befriends Sally and is mentioned several times in the series.

 

LEAK:  When Sally and Zach get back to earth how will Sally keep quiet about the “other world”?  She has a tendency to be impulsive.

 

SWANSON: That’s what I meant about her growing up while on Windfallow.  She now has a knowledge deep inside that guides her words and actions.  She knows, as Zach does, that they are guardians of Windfallow while on earth.  I think this might give children who read it an idea of loyalty and responsibility.

 

LEAK:  Another great book.  I can hardly wait to start on the next!

 

SWANSON: Glad you liked it.  And I hope if those who read this have questions or comments for discussion, they will respond.

 

 

Q&A FROM THE GREAT BELL,CON’T. September 19, 2006

Posted by Mindsinger in MINDSONG BOOKS, THE WINDFALLOW CHRONICLES.
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(Chap. 5)

LEAK:  I like the way Zach gets to tell his parents and ask permission to continue the journey.  How different this is from most of today’s literature for young people.

SWANSON:  I didn’t start out actually writing for young people or with any set ‘rules of engagement’.  When I write, the values I hold as important automatically emerge in the narrative.  All writing whether it be fiction, non-fiction or journalistic, is done within the framework of a particular mindset.  The truths or untruths we hold to in the deepest part of our being will color what we write.  This is easily seen by reading accounts of the same incident in papers or journals with different points of view ie Conservative or Liberal; Republican or Democrat; Christian or Secular.
My background and milieu is Christian, therefore, when I write about family, I write with the Christian cultural bias.  Zach does not hesitate to involve his family in his decisions and respects their right to judge his actions.

LEAK: How did you come up with the ‘time warp’?

SWANSON: Well, there had to be a reason why the crooks stole the Great Bell.  Somehow they were told what would happen if it was rung in this dimension and prepared for that phenomenon by being in place near Fort Knox when it was rung. (This bit of info comes in the next book.)  I had to determine what the effect of its ringing would be.  If time is a different entity in Windfallow, then it stands to reason that time mgith be distorted in this one.  You know, it might be fun to explore just what effect the bells really have on the fallowfolk.  We know they promote a feeling of peace and fellowship, but they also must have other powers.  Good heavens, more books!

LEAK:  Why had Sparrow and Stilts never seen Angari in the form he appeared to the Thomas’?

SWANSON:  I don’t know why I had him appear like this when I first wrote the book.  But as I look at the ‘rules’ of the books, I rather think he would automatically appear differently on Earth than on Windfallow.  Not in his ‘glorified’ state as he would at the Festival of the Bells but in a more majestic state as sometimes the angels appear in scripture.  At this time when Stilts asks why they never see him like this, he explains that if the Alari were to remain in this form, the fallowfolk would try to worship them and their reason for existence would be compromised.  As all angels do, they eternally point to Creator/Maker as the only One worthy of worship.

(Chap. 6)

LEAK:  I love this chapter!  Were you worried about introducing Archangels that are actually mentioned in the Bible?

SWANSON:  As a matter of fact, I was.  I never want to put anything in my books that might distort Scripture.  I tried to be careful not to give a more detailed description of them than could be found there.  To put them in the books in small doses perhaps piques the curiosity of the reader to find out more about them.

LEAK:  You leave out a lot of back story on the car trip John Thomas’ family takes to get to Oklahoma.  Don’t you think that would add to the tension?

SWANSON:  It might.  On the other hand it might also slow the story down and describe things the reader can supply on his own.  I hope I gave enough material to let the reader fill in his own details, implying in the remarks made by John Thomas and the others who came that they were somehow ‘directed’ to this place.

LEAK: I noticed, too, that one of those who arrived to pray was a priest.  Could you give a bit of explanation of why you do not denominations or Churches in this series?

SWANSON: I did not purposely withhold information about the denominational backgrounds, but it became a ‘rule’ of the books that Christians were Christians regardless of their denominational affiliation if any.  I believe that God looks at the hearts of all believers and it us up to Him to judge their level of obedience.  Above all, I do not want to be ‘preachy’.  Living or writing an example of life lived in obedience to God is my idea of witnessing.

(Chap. 7)

LEAK:  Great!  Very complete ending!  I can hear the sweetness of the bells as I read.  Makes me wonder if the Alari must always live on Windfallow or if they can go back and forth to Heaven like the Earth angels do?

SWANSON:  Thanks.  I’ve added a few paragraphs to the new version, bringing the Thomas’ back in again.  Hmmmm, you bring up a good thought.  Evidently they have a limited access to Heaven.  They can communicate with the angels from earth, and in a later book Angari carries a fallowman, who was killed by earth crooks, to the Eternal Plane or what we know as Heaven.  So there is interaction between them.  But it would appear from the response of the Alari t the Festival of the Bells, that their glorified state is a surprise to them as well as the fallowfolk.  Perhaps they gave up their glory to become servants, as the Maker’s Son did on Earth.  Thanks for making me think of that!
I’m glad you enjoyed the first book of the Windfallow Chronicles.  See you in the next!

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