Blue Satin Sashes by Aidana Willow Raven
Just like a child patiently waits for Christmas or birthday presents, if you believe or celebrate those ideas, I am waiting for the cover of my full-length novel. I had anticipated it to be done already, but it needed changes. My novel “Into the Vines” will be released in January 2015. More to come on that but first let me tell you about who is doing the cover.
I found Aidana Willow Raven online through Twitter, then checked out her site and saw her creations at her web site. Later, we had a live chat, and that was something new for me, discussing how we would go about it, and setting the price. So far so good. I selected one I liked so she had an idea, and set about using my themes.
Here is her website.
While we wait for that hand-painted and unique cover, above is the ‘Christmas Sleigh Ride’ painting by Aidana Willow Raven, with a beautiful tune by Barbara Streisand to put you in the mood for the upcoming childhood event of the year: CHRISTMAS.
She’s asked for a short story to accompany the painting. Willow told me I could post it to my blog and link back to her. Here’s the Twitter post!
And now for the short story … Enjoy!
Christmas Time Travel
A friend of mine at the palace asked me to do her a favor, as she would be traveling at Christmas time. Over English Breakfast tea, she explained to me how she was helping very old, little children. You can imagine my shocked and perplexed look that I gave her.
I thought she’d gone mad.
But here’s the real story.
Blue had discovered time travel. She told me when she studied last summer with the space commission at the academy, a couple of scientists were on the verge of a breakthrough. She’d studied coding, along with gene therapy and was able to decipher when a person lived. She told me, “Don’t ask. It’s complicated.”
The scientists told her that her knowledge was crucial to proton and atom therapy, and combined with space travel, it might be possible to go back instead of forward to the future.
All this went way over my head, as I’d studied fashion and fabrics. But she said, “Trust me, okay?”
I said, “Yes. You are my best friend. What can I do?”
“Magenta, I want you to wear my Ice Princess outfit with the blue cape. Everyone here in the palace will think it me,” she explained.
I looked at her with an eye brow raised and she sensed I needed further explanation before I became her.
“Catherine,” she said.
I said, “Who?”
“You will travel by sleigh and meet a lady named Catherine. She is the wife of a famous writer.”
“A famous writer?” I asked.
“Trust me. You will take presents to his wife for his many children.”
“I’ll take presents to his wife for his children by sleigh?”
“What was he famous for?”
“Magenta, if I tell you too much you might get stuck there. Then, I’d have to come and search for you.”
I shake my head up and down and wonder. Will I make it back? The thought of her coming to find me kind of made it like an adventure.
“Let’s just say his play goes on stage tomorrow night, December 19th for the first time.”
“I’ll need a few more hints, Blue.”
“I discovered that Catherine bought and wrapped all her Christmas gifts for her kids and then gave them all away.”
“Oh, I see.”
“We, or rather you, are being kind and generous to her, while her husband is celebrated on stage tomorrow night.”
“Blue, you have such a heart.”
“Yeah, I know,” She smiled.
“What year will I be traveling in?”
“Eighteen hundred and forty three.”
“I can’t wait to meet Catherine from 1843.”
“Merry Christmas, Magenta.”
“Merry Christmas, Blue.”
~By Caroline Clemens
Christmas Time Travel is fiction.