Fly: Welcome, profezzor.
PH: Thank you for having me here, Mr. Fly. I hope there are no kids in here.
Fly: Only in zpirit, zir. We are going to talk about fairy talez, after all.
PH: Fairy tales for adults.
Fly: Of courze. Zo what do you have to zhow and tell.
PH: Well, I have you. All of you.
Fly: Az audience…
PH: As my subjects. Just like the ones that have inspired each of my previous tales. I am always on the lookout for new muses for my ever-growing collection of bizarre fairy tales. And you could become my next greatest story yet to be told.
Fly: Now why iz it that I feel zimultaneouzly inzpired and zcared?
PH: Well, some stories are good while others would shock the most timid person.
Fly: Why call it a fairy tale then?
PH: Because I like to think of myself as a writer who can give his readers hope even in their darkest of situations. My methods are a little extreme but at the end of the day, a good time was had by all.
Fly: Alright, tell uz about the onez you have written about. What inzpired you to write them? And what waz the objective?
PH: Well, my first book called FOREVER AND A DAY, and it was semi-autobiographical. It was very personal for me. The second one was FETCH: A TRILOGY OF TERROR. I wrote that in order to... oh, how do I say this politely…”exercise my inner demons,” so to speak.
Fly: Erm… Reztricting our perzpective here a bit, iz an adult-focuzzed fairy tale what makez your current book unique? Or iz there zomething elze?
PH: I always try to be as unique as possible. Following another beat to a different drum makes for dull muses! My writing is more speculative style. I love stories that take you into a completely fantasy-based world and throw just enough realism into the mix to where for a split second you can believe you’re really there.
Fly: Hope. The reader getz an abundance of it. Iz that your life motto?
PH: I’d say so. If I may quote a line from T. E. Lawrence, “All men dream, but not equally. Those who dare to dream by night from the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was all vanity. But the dreamers of the day are but dangerous men. For they may act upon their dreams with eyes wide open and make it possible.” It’s my favorite.
Fly: Fazcinating. Do realize that that makez fliez mozt dangerouz. We hardly ever zleep.
PH: But do you dream too?
Fly: Inevitably. I think everyone doez, big or zmall. After all, you had ztarted writing at the age of 12! By fifteen, The Lighthouse - your firzt poem and alzo graciouzly awarded zince - had been publizhed! Had you really identified the ezzence of hope and dreamz at zuch a young age? What drove the ideaz then?
PH: Growing up having a less-than-perfect childhood, writing in journals always gave me a hope. It was my little world. No one could tell me what to do or how to live it. It was all me. Even as a child, my imagination was always extremely vivid. When all the other kids on the playground growing up represented certain characters that already existed, I was making up my own. I would often be told by fellow classmates, “You can’t be him! There’s no such superhero!” Now, they’re all sucked in my book and have become my own heroes. **laughing**
Fly: (after a brief pauze to let the laughing zubzide) How did you enter mainztream publizhing?
PH: It was at 24. I published a weekly column in the Jellico Advance-Sentinnel called “Shades of Grace” under the pseudonym Jason St. James. I was maybe oh...3...possibly 400 years old at the time! I must credit Michael Garrett, my first book editor, though. He is an accomplished author and book editor who has also worked with best-selling authors Stephen King and Joyce Carol Oates.
Fly: Your international beztzellerz zpeak well enough on that. Enough of the author now. What elze doez the profezzor like to do?
PH: Many things, actually. Mask making, the paranormal, holidays, working in the yard and garden, antique cars, watching black and white horror films, listening to big band music, old radio classics and “the book.”
Fly: Well, zir, reading otherz iz your job. But I zee a definite affinity for myzticizm and convention. Am I right?
PH: Most certainly, Sir! If only others knew just how old I am. I am the son of a famous magician and a mother who was... well... that’s another story.
Fly: Myztery, there you have it! Okay, before we draw to a cloze, I’m zeriouzly wondering whether I’ll be the next to feature in a fairy tale! Iz your next book already in the workz?
PH: Absolutely, my dear boy! My collection grows daily.
Fly: We look forward to it, Profezzor. Thank you for being here. Pleaze do zhare a zample of your talez with the clazz. Az for the pupilz, read and enjoy. No examz on thiz one.
PH: Thanks to you too. For the dear children, here goes:
You approach the book and begin to open it. Then suddenly, SMACK! A pair of hands quickly shut the book closed, as you look up and see a man dressed as a ringmaster. Marveling at the sight of this man is an understatement. You gape because you soon realize this must be Professor Harold J. Habershaw the Third.
Professor Habershaw looks at you stern. “My boy, you’ll quickly learn one thing in this particular business,” he boasts. “Some stories are meant to be told while others are meant to fill the pages of this special book.”
“I’m sorry,” you say. “I wasn’t going to hurt the book. I was just intrigued by it.”
“You must never approach this particular book unless it asks you to,” Professor Habershaw demands. “Do you understand?”
Curiosity becomes overwhelming for you, as you carefully study the book’s outer shell. “What’s so special about it?” You ask curious. “It looks like any other book.”
Professor Habershaw traces the front of the book with his cold, rigid fingers, grinning mischievously and looking up at you, piercing his gaze like a cold blue stare. “This is not your ordinary book,” he says. “It has certain properties: properties that have the power to change one’s world.”
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The Fly That Followed Me
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Malay A. Upadhyay
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