"It's too bad there's no sex in this chapter," Floyd said when he returned the manuscript.
"That's one of the hottest sex scenes you've written," Pixel said when I got it back from him.
Rotorhead pointed out that I misspelled moussaka.
I looked at the Parthenon, visible across the rooftops from the patio of my host's apartment. The fucking Parthenon! Just, right there where I could see it. I was in Greece!
As much as I enjoyed Athens and going from museum and archeological wonder to Greek coffee and moussaka, my real goal in Greece was in Central Thessaly: The Metéora. This is a region where monolithic pillars of rock jut up out of the plains. On the tops of these rocks, religious societies built monasteries, all but inaccessible to common people until recently. The word, Metéora, roughly means "suspended in the air" or "in the heavens above".
I'd once written a story that was set there and was told by a Greek woman that one day I would drink from the Well of Tears and then I would find the heart of my story. It was my first novel, and it sat in a box for thirty years. Looking at the rocks made me realize that my imagination failed in comparison to what I found. I started the rewrite of The Props Master Prequel: Behind the Ivory Veil as soon as I returned to the U.S.
While I was exploring the sixteenth century monasteries, I stumbled-literally-upon a cinematography student working on her final project. She was the embodiment of a Greek goddess. Or I was dehydrated. Either way, the movie Anastasia and I made together was an inspiration to continue the story.
Especially when I saw what was Behind the Ivory Veil.
The Props Master Prequel: Behind the Ivory Veil is almost complete and has entered the editing cycle. This chapter of Seven Wonders will give you a sneak peek at what to expect.