Do You Believe in Magic(k)?
(Cheap Day Return)
by Bob Freeman
Time and time again the sacred words are spoken, passed from one wordslinger to the next, like an arcane mantra from a dark and distant age. “Write what you know,” they say. All well and good, but when you’re traversing subject matter as weighty as black magic, sorcery, and necromancy, where does that road even begin?
For me it began in the early seventies with a forgotten hermetic tract I found in the bottom of an old steamer trunk in my grandparents’ second floor spare room. The trunk had been my great-grandmother’s, an ancient woman by the time I met her, eerily silent and confined to a nursing home. We visited her nearly every Sunday throughout my childhood, delivering graham crackers and well wishes.
Stranger was that mysterious trunk, silent and confined in its own way…
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