Welcome to the Notherland Journeys

Chapter 15:  The White Marauder     AS HE SOARED over the vast Polar Sea,  Gavi the loon released an exuberant wail. I am here! I exist! To think that only a short time earlier, he had been so sure his time had come. Then, to his amazement, there was a crack in the...

Chapter 11:  The Sorrow of the Creator     IT WAS THE strangest sensation…feeling so close to the ground, the trees looming so much higher above her, the tops of the nearby bushes almost at her eye level. Several times she lifted her hand off the flute pads and...

Chapter 8:  The Gallery     “I’LL HAVE THE curried lentil soup and the green salad. Oh, and can I get an extra slice of bread with that?” “Sure, no problem.” Peggy smiled at the man across the counter and scribbled his order on her note pad. She was used to the...

Chapter 5:  The Girl who was not Peggy     IT WAS DARK. Not completely dark. She was lying flat on her back and there were shafts of light on either side of her, but Molly found it difficult to turn her head in either direction. Just above her head were wooden slats...

BOOK III: The Songweavers   Chapter 1:  Heebie-jeebies   THERE REALLY WAS no good reason for Mi the Nordling to have the heebie-jeebies. It was a term she had once heard Gavi the loon use. She wasn’t sure exactly what it meant, and couldn’t recall how he had used it....

Author Note   No, not a reference to the famous Fellini film (how's that for alliteration?), I'm calling this Episode 8-1/2 because it's an interlude between the previous post (Episode 8, which was the end of Book II) and the next post, which kicks off The...