Those of you who follow the very popular writer Teagan Ríordáin Geneviene, will notice that she has been offline recently as she works on various projects. However, I am delighted to say that Teagan has found time to send in one of her features on characters and locations from her book Atonement Tennessee. Something mysterious is happening…..
Adelle’s Teapot — Features from Atonement TN
Copyright © 2015 by Teagan Ríordáin Geneviene
The inventory notes Annie recorded were part of an ancient list, passed down through the Metatron clan. For the most part, the older theitem, the more power it held. The kind of power varied widely.
The Mirror of Truth and Justice Most Poetic could show one’s true self. The mirror could be playful, cryptic, devilishly mischievous, or brutally honest. It almost seemed to have a mind of its own. In age and in power, that mirror ranked about mid-way on the inventory list. Annie shuddered to think of the havoc she had known the mirror to wreak.
She kept many of the items hidden in plain sight in her antique shop. It had been easy enough to steer Ralda Lawton away from a special quilt. Ralda, the new owner of the Sunhold estate, did not need that star design quilt, but someone else would. However, the brass Bed of Dreams was meant for her. The bed wasn’t strong in power, but it was effective.
Annie looked down at the ancient list. Something glowed through several layers of paper. She knew the glow came from the script identifying a very old item. The glowing writing meant an item awakened. Her hands shook as she leafed through the pages to the very beginning of the catalogued inventory.
The teapot. Annie took a shuddering breath. It was simple and unassuming looking, but the teapot was the oldest item listed in Annie’s inventory notes. It was also arguably the most powerful. Because of its unique properties the teapot had always been kept separate from the other items. Adelle, Annie’s sister was the teapot’s custodian. It was safely tucked away in the attic of the Victorian house that was Adelle’s tearoom and home.
A brew had not been made from that teapot in living memory. But what else could awaken the pot but the alchemy of water, heat, and the right combination of herbs, flowers, and leaves?
“No Adelle,” Annie muttered as she put away the ancient ledger.
Annie ran out of her shop, the door banging shut behind her. Her platinum hair shone in the moonlight. She skidded around the corner and ran down the town square. Annie stumbled to a stop. She gazed at the night sky in open mouthed astonishment.
Above Adelle’s tearoom the sky shimmered in a golden aura. When Annie looked farther up into the sky, she saw an even more astonishing sight. The entire town of Atonement rested unaware beneath five columns of light pillars. The columns of light pulsed through the clouds.
“Adelle,” Annie gasped. “What have you done?”
With a hand to her chest, Annie continued toward her sister’s home. She fell going up the front porch stairs. As she righted herself, Annie saw that the front door stood open. Then she realized that every door and window in the Victorian house was wide open.
“My God, Annie! Are you all right?” Adelle exclaimed as she helped her sister to her feet and guided her inside.
Annie allowed her sister to guide her, gasping for breath and shaking with fright, to the kitchen table. There Adelle poured a cup of tea. Annie turned horrified eyes from the teacup to her sister.
“Oh don’t be silly,” Adelle chastised. “It’s not from that teapot.”
Annie took a sip of the tea her sister pressed upon her. She took a bite of cake or scone or some baked treat that would ordinarily have been delicious. However it might as well have been cardboard in her mouth. Without even realizing what she was doing Annie crumbled the rest between her fingers never looking at it. She stared blindly out the kitchen window into the darkness, too stunned to process the thousand thoughts in her mind.
“Why in heaven’s name would you let the teapot awaken?” Annie finally asked.
“It couldn’t be helped. I needed to talk to our grandfather,” Adelle replied.
“That wouldn’t be difficult for you,” Annie said. “Why would you use the teapot for that?”
Her sister’s mouth curved to that self-satisfied, cat-with-a-bowl-of-cream smile that Annie knew all too well.
“Which grandfather,” Annie asked, closing her eyes and bracing herself for the answer she already knew was coming.
Adelle pursed her lips then made a reluctant, sardonic grimace. “The one quite a few times removed. Maybe a few hundred times.”
Annie groaned and dropped her head to the kitchen table, her pale hair falling to cover her face. Forehead against the polished wood, she rocked her head side to side. Finally she looked up at her raven haired sister.
“Tell me this is not happening,” Annie pleaded hoarsely.
“It really couldn’t be helped, Annie. I had to consult Enoch,” Adelle said apologetically.
“What could possibly be that important?” Annie demanded.
The sardonic twist left Adelle’s mouth. She looked into her sister’s eyes, coldly serious.
“Cailleach Bheur,” Adelle said. “Beira the Crone.”
“Atonement, Tennessee” Esmeralda Lawton is sick of the big city. “Ralda” was betrayed until trust became a theoretical concept. So it’s a dream come true when she buys an old estate, complete with historic cemetery. Okay, she isn’t excited about the cemetery, but she’s strangely drawn to the estate. Atonement, Tennessee, a quaint town, seems like the perfect place for her. However, her new life isn’t quiet.
The house is full of antiques. Some have extraordinary properties — a brass bed causes strange dreams, and a mirror shows the truth of who you are. A mysterious neighbor secretly watches over the graveyard. There’s more to him than meets the eye, but what? Then there’s Gwydion, owner of Fae’s Flowers. She stubbornly resists her feelings for him. Ralda suspects that people are drawn to Atonement to, well — atone.
She wonders what sins led her there. However, her ancestress made the mistakes. Atonement is home to more than humans. Supernaturals go there too. Some have fallen far. This urban fantasy, seasoned with Celtic mythology, comes with a side-order of mystery. Are you sad to see the “Sookie Stackhouse” stories end? Make a visit to Atonement, Tennessee!
One of the great reviews for the book
If a deal is too good to be true, the truth may turnout to be a bit unnerving as Ralda ultimately discovers when she wins the old Sunhold house in Atonement, Tennessee with a very low bid in an on-line auction. She with her cat, Lilith, take possession of the house and discovers the mechanizations, magic, and, ultimately, the reason she ended up in Atonement, Tennessee.
Teagan’s writing is excellent, enabling the reader to form clear images of people, scenery and the goings-on throughout the novel, while sparing the reader the excruciating, unnecessary details authors will sometimes torture their readers with. She seamlessly weaves Lilith’s thoughts and reactions to various characters and events as they unfold throughout the novel.
Teagan deals with issues of domineering and philandering men, acquiescent women, and the not so nice results without getting on a soapbox about the issues. Serious offenders “atone” for their transgressions, while everyone else deals as best the can with their current lot in life. While Ralda doesn’t want to believe the strange and paranormal experiences she starts having after moving into the Sunhold house are real, she eventually has to face the reality. Atonement, Tennessee is a quick and delightful read. I highly recommend it.
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About Teagan Ríordáin Geneviene
Teagan Ríordáin Geneviene, a southerner by birth, was “enchanted” by the desert southwest of the USA when she moved there. She had always devoured fantasy novels of every type. Then one day there was no new book readily at hand for reading — so she decided to write one. And she hasn’t stopped writing since.
Her work is colored by her experiences in both the southern states and the southwest. Teagan writes many types of fantasy, from what she likes to call “quest type” fantasy, to urban fantasy, to fantasies with a dash of mystery. Her blog “Teagan’s Books” contains serial stories written according to “things” from viewers.
Major influences include Terry Brooks, David Eddings, Robert Jordan, and Charlaine Harris.
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My thanks to Teagan for this glimpse into the lives of the inhabitants of the town of Atonement… you will also find wonderful fantasy stories in the form of weekly serials on her blog… I can highly recommend them all.
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