I didn’t mean for these two books to address what we’re now facing. But they do.
I started them a year-and-a-half ago, two very different books. One fiction, one nonfiction. Each came from dreams and from life as I live it.
But they address directly, each in their own way, the encroaching darkness we face.
Darkness is a friend, not an enemy. In darkness, we find our light. And these books are about light, magik, hope, and the chance to face down our own demons.
I won’t tell you what they’re like. They’re unlike anything you’ve ever read. I didn’t know I wrote them for this time. I just knew I had to write them. Read ‘em, and see for yourself.
Shadow and the Cobra
The morning everything happened, a kitten loses his mother to a cobra. An ancient mage finds that little one and changes the course of a magikal world forever.
In the world of Mirrororrim, people have traded their hope and magik for ashes and the reign of the Rat King. Riding on the Western Sea, comes a wave to wipe out all that the People of the Plains, the City dwellers, and the Boatwrights have known.
Orphaned cat, Shadow, joins with Deir-Tan, the ur-mage who devastated Mirrororrim and now wants to atone. With them, a fox, a possum, two young lovers, and a rake who would be King follow an army of cats to forever transform their world before the Nameless One plunges all into darkness. In her most adventurous tale yet, Bethany Beeler weaves a spell in the dance of a cat, the coiling of a snake, and the small, whispering things that make us who we are.
Magik: How Witches Save the World
You can invite into your heart the abstractions you choose. But not all abstractions are the same. Some are killing us and our planet. There is, though, a way to save our world.
If we’re the Cosmos thinking of Herself, what’s she thinking of? All of us are witches wearing Magik’s skin. We’re the spell that saves the world.
Join Bethany as she weaves story, memoir of her magikal transition, humor, and a tour of human history. “I’ve learned through transition in my fifties that I like this approach better than fussy old philosophies—just as I prefer being the woman I am versus presenting as a man. At its best, it itched like a label on a new shirt. At its worst (which was most of the time), it left me stunned, harrowed, and despondent. Transition is my eternal return to “Ahhhhh, now that feels better.”
Magik is about how we can make the world feel better.