The Ren Faire and me: wrap-up
(This post is the last of a series of ruminations on why I’m leaving the New York Ren Faire after 14 seasons.)
You’ve gotten this far. You’ve read about the problems. Let’s talk about solutions.
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(This post is the last of a series of ruminations on why I’m leaving the New York Ren Faire after 14 seasons.)
You’ve gotten this far. You’ve read about the problems. Let’s talk about solutions.
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(This post is part of a series of ruminations on why I’m leaving the New York Ren Faire after 13 years.)
When I got a booth of my own, it marked a watershed in my experience at the Ren Faire.
(This post is part of a series of ruminations on why I’m leaving the New York Ren Faire after 13 years.)
With the ever-increasing number of pagans at the New York Ren Faire, in five years we could do it skyclad. "Authentic medieval renaissance nudity!"
(This post is part of a series of ruminations on why I’m leaving the New York Ren Faire after 13 years.)
It was the palm readings that lead to my gradual disenchantment with reading at the Faire.
(This post is part of a series of ruminations on why I’m leaving the New York Ren Faire after 13 years.)
Question: What do the other readers on Mystics Way call you when you’ve been reading at the Ren Faire for 14 seasons?
(This post is part of a series that goes over why, after 13 years, I’m leaving the New York Ren Faire.)
Walk through the gates of the New York Renaissance Faire. Continue straight along Spendepenny Lane. You come to the Hawker’s Crossing Tavern. Bear left at the fork, and you’re on Mystics Way. There you find the largest gathering of psychic readers to be found at any Ren Faire.
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(This post is part of a series that goes over why, after 13 years, I’m leaving the New York Ren Faire.)
Once upon a time (1984 or ’85), a performer playing a Gypsy at the Bristol Ren Faire in Wisconsin plucked a young man out of the crowd and danced with him as part of the end-of-day celebration. It was just part of the show, and she probably thought little more about it.
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Step 1: Put your MP3 player or whatever music player you have on random.
Step 2: Post a line/stanza from the first 20 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song.
Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess what song and artist the lines come from.
Step 4: Bold the songs when someone guesses correctly. (No cheating with search engines!)
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Fire Child: The Life and Magic of Maxine Sanders ‘Witch Queen’
I’ve often claimed that Paul Thomas Anderson’s Magnolia is the most dangerous movie ever made. The reason is that, after you watch it, you may have the overwhelming urge to tell the whole truth to the ones you love.
Fire Child is a dangerous book for any teacher of the Craft to read, because it can leave them with the feeling that they’ve short-changed their students; at least, if they haven’t passed on the experiences that Maxine Sanders describes in this autobiography.
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