The Masked Ball programme . . .

April 24, 2010

THE MASKED BALL PROGRAMME:

Saturday May 1^st, 10pm-midnight London time.

We suggest you use this time converter to work out the exact time in your part of the world so that you can log onto Mesmered and not miss a moment. And we also wish to say that as the evening progresses and as you all (we hope) become involved in the inevitable chat and gossip behind hands, pillars and aspidistras that happens at Balls, the timing may slow down and the event placements may even change a little. We also hope that by releasing the programme at this stage, that it gives you time to prepare the writing challenges that you have proved are within your ambit.

Veniche, the city of masked balls . . .

April 24, 2010

We are rapidly approaching the night of the famed Veniche Masked Ball and whilst some of the guests know the canal state well, there are those who have never been to Veniche and who barely know the world of Eirie as we know it. Just for a moment let me be your travel guide and take you on a journey that will give you an idea of where you shall be spending this glittering night.

The amulet . . .

April 23, 2010

Rebecca’s next chapter:

“Annabelle, my dear, how charming to see you again.” Sarina sank gracefully into a beautifully polished bergère covered in straw colored satin. Following her into the room, a footman deposited her package on a nearby table.

Chatter, talk, gossip . . .

April 23, 2010

A quick post with an enticement to talk!

As we get the pre-ball notifications and nonsense under way, we invite you to click on the Masked Ball tab at the top of Mesmered’s home page and read away. We also want you to leave all coyness at the door and comment as much as possible prior to, through and after the Ball. The programme (subject to moving faster or slower as the case demands) will be posted for your edification in two days. Our stomachs are fluttering with excitement. I may need smelling salts as Mesmered, but as Lucia Brabante, writer and lover of Ser Niccolo de Fleury, I am fearless. Can’t speak for my co-conspirators!

Gaia de Blanche . . .

April 22, 2010

This is another back-story entry, this time from Maria Grazia of www.flyhigh-by-learnonline.blogspot.com in Rome. Maria says she doesn’t speak english fluently and asks to be forgiven for any lapses, but I think she has done a wonderful job and as we expect from Maria, the lady who has on her blog the wonderful RA Friday, she has perfectly caught RA as we have come to know him. Read on . . .

Parthenope’s Bindery . . .

April 21, 2010

(Parthenope seated at her workbench, Bacigalupo in an easy chair by the fireplace.)

Bacigalupo: ‘May I speak?’

Parthenope: ‘One moment. Counting.’ (pause)

Bacigalupo: ‘Is this one of the very tiny ones?’

The Charmed Circle . . .

April 20, 2010

The Masked Ball rapidly approaches and I thought that you may like to know a little about the friendship that is the foundation of the ball.

I am mesmered and this is the blog I set up in late November of last year, ostensibly to talk writing, my books and the dream of publication. When The Stumpwork Robe was published in Dec of 2008, I had contacted Bo Press to buy a tiny book called The Silk Road for a friend of mine who had just turned 60. I talked briefly via email to the artist because in a previous life I had created artists’ books including a couple of miniatures of my own. As we communicated initially, I told her that I had just been published in the UK, whereupon she immediately bought my book and reviewed it on Amazon. This was Pat Sweet.

Chance encounters . . .

April 19, 2010

Rebecca’s next chapter:

Sarina alighted from the gondola, stepping onto the rather narrow walkway that ran in front of Via della Principessa, one of the most exclusive shopping streets in Veniche. Today’s errand was to select trim for the shoes she was having made for the ball.

Monsieur de Guerre and Madame de Milo . . .

April 18, 2010

Scribbler59’s entry in the backstory competition: read on and enjoy the romp!

“But, Marsie, it’s The Must Have Invitation of the Year,” I pouted. “And I toiled to persuade the Direttore of the Museo di Veniche to grant me an invitation … for the two of us, of course,” I added quickly as I squeezed close on the loveseat and caressed a lock of his blonde hair off his furrowed brow.

No Ball-talk today . . .

April 18, 2010

No ball post today. Today, Sunday in Australia, has been a superb day in my neck of the woods. One of those days where the sky is blue and the river is calm and there is an autumnal somolence that is best illustrated by the amount of time it takes a leaf to flutter to the ground on such a still day.

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