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Working on an altar
May. 22nd, 2011 12:07 amNot the Wiccan altar of my teens, nor yet the Heathen altar of my housework-and-babies pseudo-homesteading urges. (Which urges, I should add, have mostly vanished in the face of reality of one infant, one toddler.)
No, this is my writing altar, and come to think of it, it owes something to Crowley--not in the details, but in the whole sense of creative rituals linked to writing. Alas, am not rich bastard and cannot devote entire rooms of house to occult self-indulgence, but have done what I can to collect items emblematic of my emerging characters.
No, this is my writing altar, and come to think of it, it owes something to Crowley--not in the details, but in the whole sense of creative rituals linked to writing. Alas, am not rich bastard and cannot devote entire rooms of house to occult self-indulgence, but have done what I can to collect items emblematic of my emerging characters.
