Private Writings: Chapter #83 “THE FEAST” aka “La fête”

private writings a novel of true fantasy by jennifer kiley [shawn's 2d blue name]

“The Feast”
Private Writings #83
Written by Jennifer Kiley
Post Tuesday 14th October 2014

WARNING: ADULT LANGUAGE AND CONTENT
Not Suitable For Children.
ALL CHARACTERS ARE FICTITIOUS.
Anyone Resembling Anyone Living or Dead
Is Purely Coincidental.

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Crypticistic Synopsis:

private writings to dr. annie haskell psychoanalyst

I am the storyteller using imagination fantasy feelings & thoughts

to discover self soul eternal serenity & bliss

but to most importantly tell the best tale ever after upon a time.

see you down the rabbit hole.

Private Writings: Chapter #83 “THE FEAST”

Letters #83 “THE FEAST” 8th April 2009

Dear Maria,

Angela, [Angie], started to describe to all the ghosts and myself, not a ghost, what she remembered of the evening she was murdered. What the motives were. What the murder weapon was. A bite too much of something good. She heard her husband Clifford Huntington, of the New Port Huntington’s, who knows for sure. He was talking to a woman in full flirt with him. He wasn’t resisting. He told her he would be free soon to marry her. Poison was the name of the game, to go into her piece of game.

It was a terrible Movable Feast. There is much to say but I don’t want to wander. Angela belonged to the underground group publicly called WUFFDE [World Union Foundation for Doctors Everywhere]. A front. There funds helped the sick & weak unwanted in countries overseas. Barely noticeable to the World. Not really to WUFFDE either. It was a cover. They really didn’t give a shit. [tha truth stated in a song: “…”…some people were born not to help people…”]

They held a Private Party each year. The buy in was $500,000. “The Movable Feast” was the fond name they used to call it because each year “The Feast” moved to another unknown location, not even to members. Fear of being discovered. Reason, they eat endangered species of animals through their feasting.

But back to the murder. Angela thought her friends were real. Not so. They were sycophants sucking up to the succubus Clifford Huntington. He was actually having an assassin kill his wife so his hands would remain pure. Reason for the sacrifice: to earn points and lots of money and Power.

Where was the poison actually hidden, her husband, Clifford told his tramp girlfriend, it was in the main course. The server would have a special exotic rare flower on Angela’s plate. No flavor existing to detect its presence. Angela ate everything that was served her through the multi-coursed menu. From exotic animals, the Turtles from the Galapagos, turned into a form of soap, Okapi & Bonobo, both endangered of being non-existent. Did these heartless group give a shit. Of course not. Not one of them. They drank their Cristal, 1988

This Year’s Menu Galore: the Theme from the film “Babette’s Feast” blended with the theme of the jungle and barbarians.

M E N U

Theme is In the Night of the Jungle

Choice of Film Feast

Babette’s Feast

An Exotic Meal

Three Choices of Meat: Okapi (Giraffe Family but Smaller)
A Bongo & Saiga (Last Are Variety of Antelope)

Turtle soup

Puffer fish (Fugu) – sushi-mi

Crystal 1988 & 2006

Caviar – Beluga

Makers Mark; Glen Fiddich ; Aquavit ; Welsh whiskey

Grey goose ; Cognac ; Absinthe

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Babette’s Feast

The menu responsible for their pleasure features

“Blini Demidoff au Caviar”
(buckwheat cakes with caviar and sour cream);

“Potage la Tortue” (turtle soup); “

Caille en Sarcophage avec Sauce Perigourdine”
(quail in puff pastry shell with foie gras and truffle sauce);
[replaced with the choice of Okapi or Bonobo & prepared accordingly]

“La Salad”
featuring Belgian endive
and walnuts in a vinaigrette;
[altered to taste]

Les Fromages” featuring
Blue Cheese,
papaya,
figs,
grapes
and pineapple.

The grand finale dessert is

“Savarin au Rhum avec des Figues et Fruit Glace”
(rum sponge cake with figs and glazed fruits).

Numerous rare wines,
including Clos de Vougeot,

various champagnes [Cristal] and spirits,
complete the menu.

Babette’s purchase of the finest china, flatware, crystal and linens with which to set the table ensures that the luxurious food and drink is served in a style worthy of Babette, who is none other than the famous former Chef of “Café Anglais”. Babette’s previous occupation has been unknown to the sisters until she confides in them after the meal.

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Not to mention the decadence and carelessness of such a menu but it disguised not only the murder of the wild creatures sacrificed but Angela was one of the rare who met her demise. And now we knew part of the picture. Huntington was a mastermind sociopath. What else was he capable of doing if her could cold bloodedly murder his wife without doing a thing except hire the assassins. There had been other attempts on Angela’s life but they never were pulled off successfully. But one murder is enough. But there were more and will be more if Huntington is not stopped.

Sylvia told me she figured out he killed her father Sidney Vincent, the film director. His people did. Her father was going to expose them in a film he was in the process of making during his off time from playing doctor. A bit bipolar was her father. It is what gave him his energy and his madness. Catherine couldn’t deal with his behavior. She turned to CH, Clifford. Yes, she had Sidney infected with the AIDS virus in a strong strain. He was dead in due course.

Sylvia had to be shut up because she found these things out after she died. Her father told her when they met up as ghosts. Those who were murdered were all coming forward. Their deaths were either deemed suicide or accidental deaths.

Madison felt she had to communicate this to the police as quickly as possible before so someone charted for death could be prevented.

What do you make of this Maria? A secret organization which arranges high profile deaths & they cover them up so deeply no one who speaks against the cause of death is believed. They are judged to be the crazy ones imagining the bizarre & weird. Everyone laughs and moves on continually.

Well, I plan on making a run at this one. Even though being in Redcliff might prejudice my case. I will have to have Scottie’s help. First by getting me out of Redcliff. It must be done. It is the only way the ghosts I have met will be set free. Released to go home or reincarnate. They may have had enough of life but maybe not.

That is enough for now. This one’s a whooper.
Night,
Madison

Ps. I am not crazy nor am I making this whole thing up. Ghosts told me the whole story. As much as they have been able to sort out on their own.

© Madison Taylor 2008

“I think writing really helps you heal yourself. I think if you write long enough, you will be a healthy person. That is, if you write what you need to write, as opposed to what will make money, or what will make fame.“ — Alice Walker

Schubert – “Serenade 

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“A Dream
The beginning always starts out
With a dream.
It is all a dream
In our own nightmares”
— Madison Taylor

Le Chateau de Rocher - Home to Madison & Scottie   Their Cats & daughter Alison. She has her own place on the estate

Le Chateau de Rocher – Home to Madison & Scottie
Their Cats & daughter Alison. She also has her own place on the estate

play is not just play meryl streep“Pretending is not just play.
Pretending is imagined possibility”
— Meryl Streep

So You Want To Be A Writer

a writer's word polished or raw

“So You Want To Be A Writer

Written by Charles Bukowski

Post Sunday 12th October 2014

Created by Jennifer Kiley

So You Want To Be A Writer - Charles Bukowski – Read by Tom Bedlam

“so you want to be a writer”

if it doesn’t come bursting out of you
in spite of everything,
don’t do it.
unless it comes unasked out of your
heart and your mind and your mouth
and your gut,
don’t do it.
if you have to sit for hours
staring at your computer screen
or hunched over your
typewriter
searching for words,
don’t do it.
if you’re doing it for money or
fame,
don’t do it.
if you’re doing it because you want
women in your bed,
don’t do it.
if you have to sit there and
rewrite it again and again,
don’t do it.
if it’s hard work just thinking about doing it,
don’t do it.
if you’re trying to write like somebody
else,
forget about it.

if you have to wait for it to roar out of
you,
then wait patiently.
if it never does roar out of you,
do something else.

if you first have to read it to your wife
or your girlfriend or your boyfriend
or your parents or to anybody at all,
you’re not ready.

don’t be like so many writers,
don’t be like so many thousands of
people who call themselves writers,
don’t be dull and boring and
pretentious, don’t be consumed with self-
love.
the libraries of the world have
yawned themselves to
sleep
over your kind.
don’t add to that.
don’t do it.
unless it comes out of
your soul like a rocket,
unless being still would
drive you to madness or
suicide or murder,
don’t do it.
unless the sun inside you is
burning your gut,
don’t do it.

when it is truly time,
and if you have been chosen,
it will do it by
itself and it will keep on doing it
until you die or it dies in you.

there is no other way.

and there never was.

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Charles Bukowski on Writing

Your Elusive Creative Genius

tell me a story
Your Elusive Creative Genius

TED Talk: Elizabeth Gilbert

Post Created by Jennifer Kiley

Reposted from July 2013 

RePost Thursday 9th October 2014
 

PURE CREATIVE GENIUS IN ELIZABETH GILBERT’S TALK. IT’S FUNNY. AMUSING. INFORMATIVE. INSPIRATIONAL. EAT PRAY LOVE. SET A SPELL & BE PREPARED TO LAUGH. MS. GILBERT SPEAKS QUITE WELL FOR HERSELF. ENJOY!!! jkm

Elizabeth Gilbert: Your elusive creative genius

“Eat, Pray, Love” Author Elizabeth Gilbert muses on the impossible things we expect from artists and geniuses — and shares the radical idea that, instead of the rare person “being” a genius, all of us “have” a genius. It’s a funny, personal and surprisingly moving talk.

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“Writing is…being fiercely alive”

a writer's word polished or raw

 “Writing is…being fiercely alive”

Written by Mary Gaitskill

Post Sunday 5th October 2014

Created by Jennifer Kiley

 

“Writing Is… Being Fiercely Alive”

“Writing is….
being able
to take
something
whole
and
fiercely alive
that exists
inside you
in some
unknowable
combination
of thought,
feeling,
physicality,
and spirit,

and to then
store
it
like a genie
in tense,
tiny
black symbols
on a
calm
white page.

If
the wrong
reader
comes across
the words,
they will
remain
just words.

But
for the right
readers,
your vision
blooms
off the page
and is
absorbed
into their
minds
like smoke,
where it will
re-form,
whole
and
alive,

fully adapted
to its new
environment.”

― Mary Gaitskill

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Typewriter Song played by Boston Pops

[Reminiscent to the days of the battering the keys & the famous bell at the end. Time to throw the “carriage” back.]

Ray Bradbury – “Story of a Writer” (1963)

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Ray Bradbury - “Story of a Writer”

Post Thursday 28th August 2014

Created by Jennifer Kiley

 

 

 

 

FOR THE FULLEST EXPERIENCE OPEN VIDEO TO FULL SCREEN
USE HEADPHONES FOR BEST SOUND EXPERIENCE

Ray Bradbury - “The Story of a Writer”

 

Short public domain documentary about Ray Bradbury by David L. Wolper, 1963. An annotated viewing: brainpickings.org/index.php/2012/08/22/ray-bradbury-story-of-a-writer-1963

Available for download: archive.org/details/RayBradburyStoryOfAWriterByDavidL.Wolper

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REMEMBER
DO WHAT YOU LOVE

“A Conversation with Ray Bradbury”

tell me a story
“A Conversation with Ray Bradbury”
Post Thursday 21st August 2014

Marvelous words from the heart & mind of Ray Bradbury. A Dreamer. A Reader. A Thinker.   A Librarian. A Writer.

You Become the Authors Who Write the Books. Listen As You Read. You Become Emily Dickinson. You Become Ernest Hemingway. You Become Shakespeare. How Great Would That Feel.

Get Inside of the Words the Author Chose Particularly For Just This Moment In Time. Quite Often Different For Everyone. Learn About Books.

Reading Can Give You A Great Education.

Bradbury Wrote “Fahrenheit 451″  A Book Every Person Needs To Read.

Be the Book. Be the Words. Be Aware. Be Informed.

Do You Know What Fahrenheit 451 Actually Is? Or What the Book Is About? Great Ending. You Don’t See It Coming.

“You Don’t Know What You Are Because You Are In Love.” A Book Can Make You Feel In Love Or Many Other Different Ways.

Books Are Smart & Brilliant & Wise.

A Must To Listen To. If You Love Imagination & Free Thinking You Will Fall In Love With Ray Bradbury. He Is Deeply Divine.

And In My Judgment – Quite Zen. Ommmmmmmm. – Jennifer Kiley

“A Conversation with Ray Bradbury” by Lawrence Bridges

“Artifact” My Biography – Joshua Snow

white dragon jr snow facing to rightI would like to mark the
13th of July 2014 as the date I formally Introduced
J.R. Snow, a young emerging writer. For the past
three Sundays, he has been our Guest Artist and
his work, in the form of a three part short
story, has been presented here on
‘the secret keeper.’
Thank You Joshua
Jennifer Kiley
jkm

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Now it is time for the writer to come out from
behind his worded mask of storytelling and
talk to us about himself and his aspirations.
The following is J.R.’s
introduction of himself
in his own words.
Thank you ALL. Now I
give you - J.R. Snow

 

Artifact
My Biography

Joshua Snow

“Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.” – Roald Dahl

There are a lot of things I wish to say in this, things I wish to express and explain, but words can only describe so much. My name is Joshua Snow. If you’re a Game of Thrones fan like me, you probably already caught onto the fact that my last name is Snow and you know what it means. Yes, I have been told that I know nothing. (Another Game of Thrones reference) However, people are just trying to be funny rather than rude. Besides that, allow me to introduce myself.

Dragon Spirit for j.r. snow bioI live in Texas, a very big place deep in the south. Within this very big state I live in Houston. To put it bluntly, I do not like it here. Its too hot, not enough forest and mountains, and the winters are too short. I plan to move up north someday to some place I feel like I belong. I am 19 and I will be turning 20 this year in August. I am currently enrolled in college classes for the first time and will be starting June 2nd. A lot of change is coming my way, and for the most part, it has been scary to feel.

Now I bet you’re all wondering, “What is a child like me doing talking about myself?” Well, besides what I just told you, I am a writer. A creator. A daydreamer. My mind is always somewhere. I was always that kid in class caught with his head up in the clouds. Even my principal said so when I graduated high school.

I’m fascinated with anything magical, and most of all, anything having to do with dragons. Dragons to me are the most wonderful beings in the world. I read about them as a kid and I have dragon décor all over my room. I have a Celtic dragon flag that’s rather large, a dragon poster by the wonderful artist Christina Yen, a dragon clock, dragon books, Dragon’s Blood incense, (I promise its not really made of dragon’s blood) dragon pendants and a dragon incense holder as well as a box with a dragon laying on it. I’m pretty sure that’s all of it. Dragons are like family to me and I strongly believe they are my guardian angels. I’ve dreamed about them a lot too and I’ve had a lot of dreams of flying. I get a running start and I just leap off my own two feet and fly. There was one particular dream where I was flying with a lot of dragons and a green one stood out to me.

Awesome dragon Poster facing rightI’ve been working on a big fantasy story for the past three years now. I’ve rewritten it a lot of times, and combining all those rewrites, I don’t doubt in my mind I’d go up to 300-400 pages. The characters are probably the closest part to perfect out of the whole story. The plot is still in motion and being worked out in detail and I also drew a map of the world.

I’ve planned for this to be a series of books. I designed the characters via a certain video game where I was allowed to create my own fighter and I designed them through that. I created eighty-two characters until I found the very few I desired. Out of all of those, the few I kept are probably six or seven. My most precious character I created is a Seraphina, a dragon who can transform into a woman with long, white hair and keeps the beautiful blue eyes I gave her. She’s the last one who carries the power of old magic inside her, magic that no longer exists in the world.

In the world I created, magic is dying. Other species like elves no longer exist, and dragons and humans are the only ones known to be alive. However, humans can use magic as well. There are witches and mages, good and evil. I never liked the idea that witches and wizards were all evil anyway. I found it to be tasteless and narrow minded. Also, in the world, there is a war going on. It is a private war, one that is hidden from public knowledge. No one is aware of but those involved. I do have deeper details but I do not wish to spoil. I hate spoilers myself. The entire series is inspired by the idea that despite all of cruelty, corruption and darkness in the world, there is always a chance for happiness. There is such a thing as a happy ending. Its just that not everyone gets one, and those who do get one are blessed. Not everyone gets a happy ending, sadly, for everyone who deserved one.

dragon white looking left into the sea while sitting on a ledgeAs for magical things, I do believe there is some sort of magic in the world. From what I’ve felt and seen, I can’t doubt it. I can no longer think it’s as simple as science and logic. I had a friend once who told me the reason spiritual things were still around was because you can’t prove them wrong because that individual believes it so much, so it carries on, and you can’t prove them right because there’s no physical proof or evidence to show to people. If I believe in a so-called god, I cannot call this so called god and have you meet him in person. I cannot show you a spirit of a dead person or show you a dragon or something magical with my own hands. His logic and reasoning were very interesting, and he actually offered to hear my opinions and to tell me if I was wrong, but I decided not to.

All I know, and believe, is that there is something in matters of spirit and magic. And through things I wish to write like a short story or this big fantasy story I spoke of, I wish to share that. I believe magic breathes through everything, I believe in different dimensions, spirits, souls, guardian angels, and past lives. I believe everything has a life and a spirit and a name. Everything is like a little artifact. It has its own identity, meaning, and its come from something. Everything has an origin. Everything comes to us for a reason. That’s what I ultimately believe. Everything happens for a reason.

joshua snow 9th june 2014
 

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