I’ve been spending the holidays with family in Ann Arbor. Due to my injured foot, the role of chaffeur and porter has been played by the long-suffering but generous woman of mystery known only as M.
For the benefit of bibliophiles visiting Ann Arbor, I shall convey the following impressions:
- Shaman Drum, despite the name, has very little to do with shamans, drumming, or esotericism, but has sections on anthropology, history, and classics that must be seen to be believed.
- Dawn Treader is the best spot for works of Lovecraftiana, horror and science fiction magazines, magic, Wicca, lodge-style ceremonial magic, and the like, though the organizational scheme is a nightmare.
- Finally, what Crazy Wisdom lacks in comprehensive coverage in some esoteric areas it more than makes up for in sheer volume – I happened across both Dr. Rudd and Abramelin sitting happily on a shelf. Their tea’s pretty good, too. They need better night lighting of their sign – my companions were quite surprised when I pointed across the street with my crutch, shouted, “I see Wisdom!” and started hopping in that direction.
As for the campaign – 9,115 words, and the Eastbrook Covenant is finished. The rough draft is, anyway. I think I’ll write an interlude piece or two before I go for the next proper chapter.
Feel free to weigh on your holidays in the comments.