The Laugh
When I listed my pleasant memories from the NYRF, I mentioned something for which I’d like to tell the full story.
Let’s set the Wayback Machine to 1999. I’ve been diagnosed with an eye problem that will require surgery. Both the problem and the surgery to correct it are rather "squishy" and I’ll spare you the details. I’ll also spare you the suspense, since it’s not relevant to the story: the procedure was successful and my eyes are fine.
The Ren Faire and me: Divination, part 2
(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.
The Ren Faire and me: Divination, part 1
(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?