Thistledown – Midsummer Bedlam 1

Midnight moon farie

Welcome everyone, to the beginning of an all new serial here at Teagan’s Books!   This one is not a “three things” story, but it is still a pantser tale.  I’m flying by the seat of my pants again!  As I’ve done with other serials, I will promote bloggers each week.

Many of you will know that last weekend I issued a call for characters (for bloggers who wanted to be associated to a character), here and at Facebook.  Well, let me state a big disclaimer about that part.  The characters do not represent the person for which they are named. That is only a means of promoting the person.

This is a work of fiction.  Characters, names, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, locales, or events is entirely coincidental.

Each week, you will see brightly colored faery names (like this) which will be links.  Click on the link to reveal a mystery blogger.  

Here’s a little extra to get this premier rolling:

Now that we’ve gotten all that out of the way, I present to you the opening episode…

Thistledown Girl
Alex Iby, Unsplash


Midsummer Bedlam


Fragrances whispered to me of the past as they wafted on the twilight breeze.  Above, clouds from a distant storm moved aside, no longer obscuring my view of the stars. 

Moonstones mirrored in the reflection pool. I gazed at the images reproduced in endless repetition.  It was the memory of a long ago Midsummer.  Could such a time happen again?  I shuddered.

A faraway rumble came to my ears, reminiscent of my name.  Bedlam Thunder How, could anyone have expected me to fit in with such a name?  However, my grand-uncle had a vision and insisted that I bear a name of chaos among a race of people who were known for being goody two shoes.  My grand-uncle was a seer, so even his whims carried weight.

He insisted that I had the sight.  Some of the oldsters agreed with him, though they shook their heads and tut-tutted at the mention of my name.  They weren’t wrong, but I wasn’t the same kind of seer as my grand-uncle.  I could see around the odd corner or three, but I never saw anything good.  I never saw the healthy birth of a babe or who someone would marry.  I didn’t see anything anyone wanted to know.  Instead I saw things the existence of which my people denied.  Paranormal things — impossible places, creatures, and events.

However, in my younger days I had yet to fully realize those gifts.  When visions randomly bubbled to the surface, so to speak, they were more curse than gift.

My eyes shifted again to the reflection pool.  The vision remained.  Heaving a sigh, I sat down beside the pool to watch the mirror image of the stars gliding into place for the summer solstice.  It seemed that I must endure the replication of the past.  Perhaps I would find some enlightenment in it.  I allowed the reflection to flow into my consciousness, and my mind to merge with the vision.

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Yeshi Kangrang, Unsplash


Morning’s blush still pinked the sky, but the fae of Thistledown were early risers.  The Opal siblings hurried past me, calling cheerful taunts at one another about who would get into the most trouble for being late for school.  I didn’t think their grand-aunt Willowtree would be too upset with them.

Folk of my age were on their way to school, beginners, intermediates, and seniors alike.  Except for me that is.  A week before the end of first term my friend, River and I had both gotten thrown out of freshman studies.

River Mindshadow was a free thinker.  That wasn’t something the schoolmasters appreciated.  The fact that she had no compunction whatsoever about sharing her thoughts and questions was the bane of their existence.

Me?  My visions were beyond the reckoning of the masters, or anyone else for that matter.  I had stopped presenting them in class, pretending that I’d had none.  Then came the day the Readings Master knew full well I’d had a vision and he demanded that I share it for the class to interpret.

The vision had been particularly chaotic and disturbing.  Knowing the contemptuous reaction it would receive from my classmates and the master, my face heated.  I begged to be excused, but the Readings Master would have none of it.  So I described my frenzied revelation as well as I could.  The class erupted in disorder, but the master brought everyone back to point.

River chose that moment to voice her thoughts.  The Readings Master interrupted her.

“Miss Mindshadow,” he began but turned to include me in his warning,  “and Miss Thunder, I’ve had more than enough of either of you.  Think twice about challenging common sense in my classroom!”

At his words, I tried to shush River.  She rolled her eyes at me and relentlessly continued.  River’s analysis of my vision was creative yet logical.  Of course the “creative” part was not well received by the master.  The sniggering from the other students brought the classroom to the edge of disruption.  

We might have come out of it unscathed if she had stopped there.  However, River closed her interpretation with a dire warning of what the vision represented.  Her reading resonated with me, and I vehemently defended my friend’s analysis.  Everyone else objected.  Then, suitably for my name, bedlam thundered in the classroom.

The Readings Master practically dragged River and me to the Headmaster’s office. 

“The loyalty of friendship is a beautiful thing, but…” the Headmaster said before I interrupted her.

We were in her office for all of five minutes before we both were suspended for the rest of the term.  River unfurled her wings and zipped away in righteous indignation.

River did will in flight class.  I was not so proficient.  My wings remained smoothly tucked away.  (Wings of the faeries of Thistledown were not apparent until needed.  It was a matter of convenience that became custom.  Imagine the amount of space that would be taken up by roomful of faeries in full winged glory.)  I was better off on the ground, so I contented myself by leaving at a slower, dignified pace.

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Brina Blum, Unsplash

I stumbled over a rock.  That brought my young thoughts back to the moment.  It seemed I wasn’t much more graceful on the ground than in the air. 

A group of children laughed at me.  The adults minding them whispered to one another and smirked.  Word of my suspension from school got around almost as fast as the tales told about my chaotic vision.

“You’re a fine one to laugh, Sprite.  You fell out of your own bed last night,” a woman told him.

The boy glared at me, but looked suddenly inspired.

“It was because of her!” he accused, pointing at me.  “She sees bad things.  She must make them happen too!”

The woman made an exasperated sound at Sprite, and made an admonitory face him.  However, she turned a speculative look at me just the same.  It was not the first time I had seen that kind of expression on a faery face since my suspension.

Part of me knew it would only make them laugh harder, but in a fit of youthful emotion, I unfurled my wings and jumped into fumbling flight.  It wasn’t the first time I had been blamed for things that went wrong, things beyond my control.  However, I had the feeling this time it was going to get a lot worse.

I had no idea where I meant to go.  Even if I had, I wouldn’t have been able to see the way through my tears.  After a while, I managed to get myself tangled in the branches of an exceptionally large plumb tree.  A surprised cat, lounging on the next branch, meowed at me. 

Stellar?” I asked the meowing feline.

Even if I had not recognized the cat and the unusually big plumb tree, the delicious aromas of baking would have let me know where I was.  It was the orchard that belonged to Peaches Dragonfly.

“Bedlam?” I heard the astonished voice of the baker, just before I tumbled to the ground.

As Peaches pulled me to my feet, I noticed the ground was littered with plumbs.

“What’s all this?” I asked even though I was afraid to hear the answer.

She pushed her lovely fluffy pink hair away from her forehead, and looked wryly at the plumbs.

“Rotten,” she said, shaking her head.  “This season half the fruit is rotting as it grows.”

“Oh Peaches, I’m so sorry!” I apologized, as my tears flowed again.

Peaches started out in the same class as River and me.  However, Peaches proved to be a prodigy in persuading fruit trees to produce.  What she did in preparing the fruit was pure magic, even when no magic was involved.  She graduated three full terms early.

“What?  Oh, I see.  You’ve been listening to the wrong people, my friend.  River told me all about your vision, and her reading of it.  I’m in complete agreement,” Peaches said to my great relief.  “I have some free-thinking friends coming to lend a hand with my solstice preparations.  They will want to talk to you, hear what you have to say first hand.”

I gave Peaches a wide-eyed, doubtful look and murmured that I wasn’t so sure that was a good idea.

“All of Thistledown is already talking about your vision.  It gets more twisted with every telling.  So don’t you think you should discuss it with a few people who are willing to listen?  Tell it the way you saw it?  Now, come with me.  You need pie,” she told me.  “Come on, my cousin Pick is back.  River is here too.”

Pick Dragonfly was the only person I knew who had traveled beyond Thistledown.  He was almost a legend locally.

“Oh!  I should have known Pick was back when I saw Stellar in the tree,” I commented, feeling a touch better about the situation already. 

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Saso Tusar, Unsplash


End Episode 1

I hope everyone clicked on the links to reveal this week’s mystery bloggers.  Pay them a visit and leave a comment.  We love comments.  

Thanks to the mystery folk of this episode:

  • Barbara Murray (along with Zen and Zasha)
  • Olga Núñez Miret
  • Suzanne DeBrango
  • John W. Howell

Stay tuned to learn just what kind of disturbing vision Bedlam had.  I hope to see everyone again next week in Thistledown.  Mega hugs,



This is a work of fiction.  Characters, names, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, locales, or events is entirely coincidental.

Copyright © 2017 by Teagan Ríordáin Geneviene

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135 thoughts on “Thistledown – Midsummer Bedlam 1

  1. What an interesting concept to have the fairy names linked to bloggers! And I am already gripped by the story. Congratulations because someone loved this post so much, they added it to the #blogcrush linky! Feel fee to collect your “I’ve been featured” blog badge! #blogcrush


  2. Yay! My comments are finally showing! That’s right — I haven’t even been able to make comments on my own blog! No thanks to WordPress help, who just passed the buck. I had to redo my settings so that I accepted desktop notifications for every little thing, AND get emails from every single blog I follow. THEN go back and re-do each one… one at a time. Made for a stressful morning, but it seems to have worked. Although it made for a mighty steep hump day. Hugs.


  3. Wow! Wow, wow, wow! What a brilliant piece of writing, Teagan. When it comes to reading a book and giving up on it after the first few paragraphs, then you’ll find it’s me. I’ve no patience but, once in a while, I’ll read something that instantly connects with me and draws me so much that I feel as if I’ve landed in a marshmallow heaven.
    The idea for this story is brilliant. One thing that really stuck out for me was how they can fold their wings away – brilliant! Did I already say that this is brilliant? 😀
    I love the links to mystery bloggers as well. Got myself a great recipe for some chocolate marbled banana bread – thank you 🤗

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    1. Hugh, you are one of a very grand kind! I need to frame this comment and hang it on my office wall. I need things like this when I’m wallowing in the disrespect. LOL. If anyone feels even a quarter of that, I’m thrilled beyond measure. Loved the “marshmallow heaven” part. ❤
      I see you visited Suzanne! 😀 Her baking… I just wish I lived next door for all those aromas!
      Heartfelt thanks, my friend. I really needed this lunchtime lift. Mega hugs right back.

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      1. You’re very welcome, Teagan. I thought I also better let you know that this story has stuck in my mind. Even when cleaning my teeth this morning, I was thinking how delightful a story it is. I also had plum jam on my toast for breakfast 😀

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        1. Thanks for another smile, Hugh. I’m having an extra hard workday. I know I’m grimacing at my computer as I work… Some days I just can’t deal with the disrespect…
          Anyhow, I really did print your first comment and hang it on my wall! 😀 Plumb jam — plumb delicious!

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  4. What a delight and I loved the way you threaded in the mysterious guest bloggers. I hovered my pointer over them to see who they were alas I am winging my way around WP today or I would have clicked to visit.. 🙂 Looking forward to seeing what Miss Thunder and friends get up to next.. 🙂
    Sending Lots of LOVE Teagan and you are just amazing.. I will have to perhaps as I am busy this week repost an old part of a story I once started here and then left it suspended, still to be finished.. 🙂
    Sending LOVE and Blessings for a beautiful week my friend.. Hugs and then some.. ❤

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    1. Thank you Sue. I will carry this comment to the office this morning to keep me smiling. 🙂 I look forward to the story segment, and hope I don’t miss it. (WordPress still refuses to send me email notifications…) Great big hug right back!

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  5. Teagan, I copied your first episode to my Author Spotlight Post which will feature Episode One, Your books, Your bio, etc. This will run on Thursday, July 13th. I’ve also said I will continue to update the first post with links to the subsequent episodes. This is so darn fun. Thanks for writing this story. I LOVE it! ❤

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  6. Wow, that must have been quite the vision to get suspended after the telling! I can see this will be quite the adventure, and I’m certainly looking forward to more of it! I work my cart at a farmer’s market almost every Saturday, and unfortunately I get so busy I have no time to look for plums or any other fresh fruit and veggies, darn it! I hope your summer has been treating you well, Teagan!

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  7. Hello Teagan, I am so enthralled at how you have invited the ‘characters’ and have read the story so far … checking out the links … mmmm that no bake cheesecake! My friend Mello-Elo re-blogged yours and I just had to find out what my fairy name is, so here I am – Willow Stargazer. Just love it, and your creativity.
    My link (posts few and far between at present) is

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    1. Welcome, Cecily! Thanks for including your link. I’m happy to include you. And Mello is such a dear.
      At present count there are 36 characters. I’m not using them in any particular order, but forgive me if it takes a while to work Willow Stargazer into the serial.
      Thanks for coming out to play. Hugs.

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  8. I’m sorry to be reading this so late, Teagan. I am already sucked-in. You are spinning a fine web of a story. I love how you’re bringing the characters to life, one by one. I know you’re writing from the seat of you pants, but I feel like your in complete control.

    Looking forward to the next episode.

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    1. Haha! Control is the last thing I feel, Dan! You’re too kind. Thank you for these encouraging words. No apologies. I hope you’re doing ok — that was some bump/cut on the noggin you posted. Take good care of you.

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  9. I read this one last night and am now signed into WP to comment 🙂 I think it’s such fun to click the links and *behold* the mystery blogger there! You’re creating the premise for a great story ahead, Teagan, with those “visions” ~ and I envision great writing ahead from you xxoo

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      1. Teagan, I just read your newest post here about the “oops” and wonder if that means I’m supposed to leave a faery name here? I admit I’m confused, sorry! If so, the name is Willow Rainbow. If not, I still send you and Crystal hugs xx

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        1. Sorry for any confusion Christy. I’m wandering the dark forest of life without a flashlight! I’ll be happy to add Willow Rainbow! (I think there is already a Willow though. I’ll check my character matrix. What about Rhymer Rainbow?) Mega hugs.

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    1. It’s great to see you Christoph. I hope it wasn’t too much… I couldn’t resist making the video — they’re so much fun! You have a lot going on, so I really appreciate you taking time to visit. Mega hugs right back 😀

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  10. I sure like this first episode of the story, and the little video was awesome! Your idea of how to reveal the mystery fairies is so unique! Looking forward to the next installment! Take care & happy weekend to you and Crystal. xo ❤

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  11. What a great start! And I love my character. I know you said the fairy characters are no reflection of the real ones but… I wonder. Very intrigued and looking forward to more! Congratulations and many thanks for making me a part of this wonderful story. ♥

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    1. Thank you so much, Diana. At this point I’m not really sure where my alley is. LOL. But as with other things, one day at a time… I’m definitely pantsering this one. I appreciate you taking time to visit. Mega hugs right back. 😀

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    1. Thanks very much John. I really do have fun making the videos. That one was a sudden whim. Pick Dragonfly has a bigger part next time. His talent is revealed. 😀
      Really enjoyed your Friday Johnku. Huge hugs.


  12. This made me feel like flying, dear Teagan and believe me, I could use the feeling right now.
    Thank you and I loved visiting all the blogging ‘fairies’!!!
    I’m so impressed (and thrilled) that in this difficult time you gave us the gift of all your writing, wow, I hope it helped you as much as it pleased us. I hope Crystal is doing well; mega pur-fect hugs to both of you. xoxoxo

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    1. Dear Donna, you lift my heart yet again. Thank you!
      Crystal is doing well. Her initial post-surgery terrific appetite (unfortunately) slacked off a little. She had a follow-up appointment scheduled this morning… but some unknown something scared her witless. It was obvious that I wouldn’t be able to catch her, so I had to reschedule for Monday. She’s just now willing to let me near her. That’s Crystal though… It’s not the first time that has happened with a vet appointment pending. She does seem to be okay though. I appreciate you asking.
      I hope all is well in your world. Double mega hugs, my friend.


  13. Ohhh, Teagan! This is sweet! I love it. I am going to do a post about you and link to the story. I will update the post each week with each installation. I am so excited and can’t wait until you share the next story! Well done my friend. This is stupendous! Thistledown ROCKS! ❤

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    1. Colleen, you made my day. Welcome to Thistledown! (I feel like I have to warn you that I don’t know how “sweet” the story will stay. I really am pantsering it. There’s a potential for some conflict between light and dark — nothing gruesome though.)
      I’m absolutely tickled that you want to share it! Mega hugs.

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  14. You are in your element my friend, a magical beautiful fantastical story. I know it’s only the first episode but I am already in love with this and cannot wait for the next episode. Teagan this is you through and through❤️ I am inspired to make something with plumbs as an homage to Peaches Draonfly💕❤️😘

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    1. Suzanne, I’m “plumb” excited about the recipe thought. 😀 Thank you so very much for your encouragement, my friend. I’m trying hard to get back to that “lighter” side of myself. I’m delighted you are enjoying this lighthearted adventure. Mega hugs.

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      1. What a delight. Such imagination to create a land where some fairies have to “unfurl” their wings, Teagan – and that they have to go to flight school (and some don’t do so well lol) LOVE both images. And, of course, PEACHES would be in love with plums. All of the names are so creative.

        Your “lighter side” seems to have a darker streak running smack dab through the middle, however. I hope we get to hear about the vision in the next episode – even though I’m partially afraid to find out.
        (Madelyn Griffith-Haynie – ADDandSoMuchMORE dot com)
        ADD/EFD Coach Training Field founder; ADD Coaching co-founder
        “It takes a village to transform a world!”

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        1. Hi Madelyn. Those WordPress gremlins love irony. I just pulled *your* comment from *my* spam folder. What bugs me most is that I check spam daily (since this happens so much) and spammed comments from friends don’t show up for two days… WordPress is really on my naughty list for many reasons…

          Thanks so much for visiting. I’m glad you enjoyed this first episode. Huge hugs!

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          1. Thanks for finding me in the spam-trash. There is something wrong with the WordPress auto-save and replace code, CLEARLY.

            I can’t spare the time to dig through the spam-trash daily, but I’m sure that happens to everyone if it happens to anyone.

            Sometimes I leave a tab open overnight — when my eyes are closing because I have been working too long trying to finish an article and I stagger to bed just before the sun comes up. 🙂 By the time I return they have sometimes replaced the latest edits I worked so hard to complete before I quit with an earlier version — and I have to make them all over again, despite the fact that I save after *every* edit! 😦

            Finding the version that is REALLY the latest is such a time-consuming headache that I try to remember to copy the html to my Mac’s notebook ap when I know I need to step away for a bit so I can put it BACK!!

            What’s really crazy-making is that it is sporadic – so I think they’ve fixed it and stop protecting myself. Then the Gremlins “improve” something and something else goes screwy again (or for the first time). ::sigh::

            I could go on and on – but why? It won’t change the fact that they don’t test before release. ::double sigh::

            I wish they’d stop with the “improvements” altogether and use the time to find and fix all the glitches. Maybe some day?

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