Greetings Valthakai, revelers, bacchants, potion-makers, and figurine painters…
I hope you have all had the most amazing weekend, I certainly did at the Enchantment Ball… but I’m saving that for our People Watching section.
In an effort to make our content as accessible as possible, the Valthakan on Air podcast has now been synced to the Valthakan Literary Universe, meaning you can listen for FREE on Patreon AND Spotify.
Additionally, all episodes of our Deep Dives, Arc’s Journey, and Wanderings of the Crone are now edited and uploaded to the VLU.
There have been minor edits within Arc’s Journey for the sake of continuity, so if you reread and remember something different… you’re hallucinating.
I wanted to thank you all for your patience, who knew that editing 42 chapters of two different stories, plus another 21 separate analytical essays, was going to take a smidge longer than a week?…
The Crone wants you to know the delay is Daniel’s fault, but we’re all caught up!
The audiobook version of Episode #5: Gaslight, Gatekeep, Krakenboss comes out this Wednesday, and we will be continuing with Arc’s 21st chapter, and a brand new Deep Dive.
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Thank you to everyone who wrote in this week, and everyone who helped make this weekend so incredible.
Enjoy!
Love,
The Crone and Daniel
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A Thousand Blessings upon you, Crone, and hey, Daniel, I just wanted to follow up (Klaus questioner from last round) and say both a thank you for your responses, and also a question on the word limit - I was forced to “n” all over the shop for which I beg pardon. At the risk of explaining you to yourself, I swear one of the best parts of your art is how succinct you manage to be - as someone who struggles with the word limit, and to the intonation of Muppets Treasure Island, how do you DO it?? Curiously, Fully Satisfied In All The Ways | Dear Fully Satisfied, Brevity is the soul of wit, and getting to the punch quickly while establishing proper setup is a skill, like any other aspect of writing or speech giving. All you need to do is practice! Encouragingly, The Crone Hey Fully Satisfied, I was pretty small when I was younger and got bullied a lot, so I needed to finish my insult before they threw a punch. Ironically, this also applies to my sister, who has a habit of choosing trial by combat when I would much prefer insulting her from behind a shield wall. Remember that in videographic or written media, I can always reshoot or edit before releasing, so there’s a lot of BTS magic. My advice for you is to write out everything, then review to see where you can cut words. Succinctly-ish, Daniel |
Dear Crone, I have spent years wanting to write, and one day an idea came to my head, and I sat down and the words flowed out. I made up maps, character designs, and an entire 12-page guide to my fantasy world, and started writing the first novel in the series. The story seems to flow well, and I have a basic synopsis planned out for what I want the story to go. My problem is, I have major writer’s doubt, and im Too chicken shit to have any of my actual friends read it. Bashedly, Writer’s Doubt, Party of 1 | Dear Party, There’s nothing that says you need someone to review from the beginning. So long as you continue to write, you’ve done your job as far as drafts go. While it can be hard to self-edit, maybe try it once you’ve completed that first draft. If you haven’t worked up the courage before then, it’s okay to have your reviewers see a second or even third draft. There isn’t a proper procedure for this sort of thing; just make sure someone other than you sees it before it prints. Nothing wrong with a slow process. Literarily, The Crone Dear Party, Honestly, I’m still not over the writer’s doubt. But, between transcribing for the Crone and starting Arc’s Journey, I’ve found more than a bit of support, and a lot of interest! I don’t know about you, but there are many books with a very special place in my soul that have flaws— whether spelling errors, formatting mistakes, or plot holes. It didn’t make me enjoy them any less. Write the book. Perfection is boring. Love, Daniel |
Dear Almighty Crone and Majestic Daniel, How do you deal with a totally non-existent fandom? You find a new thing (book, movie, etc.), become fixated on it, and take to the internet to find like-minded individuals to gush with, only to discover that no one is talking about this thing. No fanfiction, not even a small Tumblr community. This has happened to me a few times, and it is so aggravating and demoralizing. Any suggestions on how to cope with this? Sincerely, Frustrated and Fandom-less | Dear Frustrated, I think I’m witnessing the rise of a prophet in real time. The charge has fallen to you, internet-acquaintance, to spread the good word— whether that is on Tumblr, Instagram, TikTok, YouTube, the Dark Lands (Reddit), the Darker Lands (4Chan), the Porn Lands (Twitter), or any other rotted social media that Daniel is too tired to make a new account for. It will be a long journey, disciple, spreading knowledge of what brings you joy, but slowly your listeners will gather, and you will unite them under a banner of Fandom the likes of which the worlds have never seen before! I recommend making a Discord, too. Supportively, The Crone |
Hi Crone, I (24F) kinda did a dumbass move and dated my brother’s friend for a year. I broke up with him (multiple reasons, though I totally suck) and now my family won’t talk to me. I’m starting to crash out, can you give me detailed instructions on how I can jump dimensions like you? I desperately need a universe where I can live out the “found family” trope. Maybe also hype me up in a funny way, please (I need non/human interaction, it’s been weeks) Thanks in advance :) Sorrell the man-eater | Dear Sorrell, I’m a bit confused, dearie, why the fuck is your family giving you the silent treatment over a break up? Did… did you eat him? Not judging, just curious. Was he rich? Cause that’ll do it. Moving on, the nice part about found family is that you can find them anywhere! You don’t need a new dimension to meet people in your preferred environment, though if you haven’t interacted with someone in weeks, I want to sincerely recommend a change to your routine. As annoying as it is, touching grass and exposing yourself to sunlight can be helpful, and you owe it to yourself to take care of yourself. You don’t suck just because a relationship doesn’t work out, and you did a good thing by ending it when you were no longer interested. If anything, you should be throwing yourself a parade! Huzzah, you aren’t in a loveless marriage with a crotch goblin you’ve grown to resent! Slay! Disconnect for a bit, take a book, or some knitting equipment, and a thermos full of your favorite liquid, and plop yourself out in the sun for a bit. And maybe consider consulting a professional about why your family is so interested in your relationships. Honestly, The Crone |
Dear Crone, My husband and I have been trying to conceive our first child for years now. It is so hard to keep going, and to hear anytime we bring up this to our family members who have kids, they tell us we are still young and that we don't actually want to have kids. My question is, how do I continue to stay strong through fertility treatments when it seems like everything is against us? Anonymous | Dear Anon, Remember two things:
Understand that you don’t always have to be strong. The path you are taking may get overwhelming, and whatever feelings that may arise are normal. It is okay to struggle with this, so long as you are doing this for yourself and not despite or because of anyone else. I will also recommend that you see a professional during this time, as dealing with disappointment will be an inevitable part of this journey. Just know that we’re behind you. Love, The Crone |
Living Your Fantasy
This weekend, my friend, April, and I had the pleasure of attending Faeted Fantasy’s Enchantment Ball.
Naturally, I have to thank April for putting me on their radar, and Ren and Kelsey for putting on such a fantastic event.
Furthermore, I hope you all show proper gratitude to Taiza, who was kind enough to gift me a new cloak for the Crone, and one that I happily wore the whole evening. Trust me, if you haven’t seen it yet, you will soon.
Finally, I would like to thank all the delightful people whom I was lucky enough to meet or who approached me to say hi.
So in no particular order, a huge shoutout to Jessi, Jesse, Rebecca, Taylor, Victoria, Rachel, Autumn, Trish, Lyova, Anais, Maria, Jaz/Mystic, Jolly, Dominique, and the many more who may have forgotten to tell me their names (or said it after my fourth glass of wine).
There is something heartwarming for me about these kinds of events, not the least of which has to do with my childhood self having no one to talk to about my interests, now finding myself in a room full of people dressed like Fae.
It truly soothes something in me, especially when the DJ started playing Celtic Woman, and I wasn’t the only one who knew Téir Abhaile Riú.
But what truly tugs at my avoidantly attached heartstrings are the people who get to live a fantasy for the evening.
As Once Upon a December pulsed its way through the room, couples dressed to the nines waltzed their way along the dancefloor, and when I say the looks on these people’s faces.
They stared at each other like the rest of the room (floor included) disappeared, and I recognized what joy there was in bringing this kind of fantasy to life.
Who doesn’t want to dance with their lover while haunting vocals carry through the air?
Who doesn’t want an excuse to dress not just outlandishly but fantastically?
And who doesn’t want to suspend disbelief, just for a night, to paint, dance, drink, and make potions?
There is a happiness that I feed off of in these environments —the unity that comes from collective joy in an esoteric thing… holy shit, I think I just understood sports.
We’re on a floating rock for gods’ (worldbuilding) sake.
ENJOY.
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