New Year’s Thorns

“I had big plans on New Year’s Eve,” writes Eric O. Scott. “Not as in going out to parties, but to make commitments, set my intentions, commune with the gods. You know: Witch Stuff.”

The Kitchen Ghost

The food was bad, the magic was bad, and both were written by people who had all of this knowledge they forgot to put down on the page. But making food felt like the easier version of reading the grimoires. Troubleshooting instructions, handwriting alterations, and crossing out some steps altogether made me more confident in both the kitchen and the sacred circle.