Following the journey of her characters, novelist Margaret C. Murray prepared for final editing of her newest book by making a road trek to the principal settings in New Mexico and Colorado where the novel’s events of magical realism take place. What she discovered there deepened her understanding of the ancient native peoples she writes […]
Entries Tagged as 'Margaret Murray'
Road Trip to the War Gods
August 5th, 2014 · No Comments · Books, New Age, Road Less Travelled
Tags: Anasazi·Chaco Canyon·Chimney Rock·Fajada Butte·Indian Country·Margaret Murray·Pueblo Peoples
Souvenirs
January 16th, 2012 · 3 Comments · Adventure, Road Less Travelled
Novelist Margaret C. Murray returned in December from a journey to South Africa. The things she brought back will not fit in any backpack or suitcase. I just returned from a trip to South Africa with my two sons. I wish I could do it over again, not to change anything or do it differently, […]
A Road Trip into Death Valley
May 17th, 2011 · No Comments · En Route
In Margaret Murray’s novel, Sundagger.net, six New Age seekers journey to Death Valley in a cramped VW bus, together with their sweat lodge leader. The group’s intent is to hold a Native American vision quest, once there. In this excerpt, the mostly-urban travelers encounter a wild land of fierce winds and disorienting geological trompe l’oeil. […]
Surfing Santa
December 4th, 2010 · 1 Comment · Time and Place, travel near home
Margaret Murray relates an encounter with a mythic figure at the ocean’s edge. (And no, it is not a shark.) Surfing Santa on Capitola Beach? “No way,” you say? But yes! Well, sort of. Santa actually arrived in a long, narrow canoe in the rolling surf just south of Santa Cruz, California. True to character, […]
Pittsburgh
July 20th, 2009 · No Comments · Looking Homewards, Time and Place
Novelist Margaret Murray evokes a well-known place, envisioned in memory, in this excerpt from her upcoming novel, Dreamers. I had my own dream and it began in Pittsburgh, the city where I was born and grew up. What was it like to grow up then? Rivers and hills surrounded me. Hills were everywhere, hills were […]