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Possibly because I went b&w with it?
Regardless, I am pleased with it.
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So You Think You Can Danza?
Today’s guest is fellow contributor to Allegories of the Tarot, Eden Baylee!
Eden and I were both asked the same questions for interviews on the Allegories of the Tarot page (have you helped fund it yet)?
Eden’s written The Lovers for the collection.
I asked for a bit more info, and here’s what she shared:
Have you ever had dealings with the Tarot before?
Never. That’s part of the allure of this project because it scares me a little. It’s difficult for me to pass up a challenge.
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The above is the answer I gave before I had my first tarot card reading, which mysteriously presented itself to me at a craft show—something I almost did not attend.
Based on my reading, I wrote the story for this anthology. Serendipity? Yes. But I believe I was open to trying something new. That openness unlocked a segment of my psyche, and something wonderful emerged.
I’ve submitted my story already to our fearless leader and editor, Annetta. It’s been exciting to see all the creativity that has come out of this project so far—from blogs to photographs to jewelry. The writers in this group have talents that are far-reaching, and their indie spirit is infectious. I’ve learned a lot.
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Thanks for your support,
Eden Baylee
The Lovers
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All I see here is Harry & the Potters. And textiles are awesome.
Thunderbolts and lightning, very very frightening!
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From The Eisbach
But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowly
Hold me closer tiny dancer