The University of Corporeal & Ethereal Studies

At the University of Corporeal & Ethereal Studies meddling with unknown powers can be dangerous work. Courses in arts and sciences experiment with supernatural forces to solve the mysteries of the universe, but when school projects go awry, the students may discover more than they would like to about the madness of the cosmic ‘Beyond’.
Eight interwoven stories follow students whose school work, social lives and inner demons crash together, leading to fantastic and horrible experiences, supernatural powers, and a fuller understanding of the dark depths of their world.
Classes include subjects such as time travel, alchemy, oneironautics , psychedelic transformation, rogue automatons, cosmic ghosts, reality-warping crystals, and more.
Inspired by many authors of science fiction, fantasy and horror, including H.P. Lovecraft, Edgar Allan Poe, J.K. Rowling, Neil Gaiman, William Gibson, Kurt Vonnegut and Isaac Asimov.

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Wolfgang Edwards was born in Chicago, Illinois in 1987. He has been an aspiring writer since he was a child and intends to keep writing the rest of his life.

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EXCERPT

“Gods! I forgot the vicious insanity of being ambitious and young with other such people as my so-called friends!”

            Her voice, strong as I remembered, rang out in the chamber – somehow clearer than anything I could recall hearing for some time. Her words cut through an invisible film that made the air thick and muffled.

            Madam Armiarma’s wrinkled cheeks were more detailed than the hairs of the nearest mounted animal. The white of her bonnet shone more clearly than the candle lights all around us. Everything was more focused, with the old woman as the centre, radiating clarity itself. My mind was sharpened as by a jolt of caffeine shot straight into the brain.

            “What is happening?” I asked, touching my face, feeling how firm and real it all had become. “Where are we?”

            “Your dreams of course! And quite the telling dreams they are at that! You seem bright enough; a student taking on the forgotten art of Oneironautics and all, but really, dear, what kind of daft tart is so shallow and self-absorbed?” She berated me coolly.

            Her strong voice was a formidable weapon when she wielded it so. The kindly old cupcake I met in the asylum had transformed into a bitter lump of coal.

            “How dare you speak to me that way!” I snapped, surprised by my own lucidity. This is all a dream? A hint of dizziness twisted at the thought, “You may be my elder but you should remember your place, you mad old bat!”

            Armiarma’s little eyebrows rose up into her bonnet, a deadly twinkle of amusement in her eyes, “Oh, I am more than just a mad old bat, dear.”

            She was changing. There was no other word for it. I blinked and gasped as her body transformed – a smoother evolution than the ugly melding of Audrey and Valerie.

            The little crone stretched, her round, squat form turning slender and tall.

            Her ancient dress and bonnet flashed to new colours, shifting to new designs.

            She wore a skin-tight black body-suit. The thin, fine lace left nothing to the imagination – except how anyone could don such a piece. It must have been sewn over her body, never to be taken off without ripping it to shreds.

            A lean, powerful, young lady loomed four metres tall. When had the ceiling stretched?

“I am a master Oneironaut,” she informed me proudly.

            It’s just a dream. I reminded myself, the concept less foreign by the second, I stood strong, unfazed, sneering up at her. “So, what of it?” was the best I could come up with.

            The ground trembled in a subsonic bellow setting the very air aquiver. The vibration was so fierce I briefly hoped someone was shaking me awake and I would be freed.

            I spun around at the rousing movements throughout the room. The taxidermy monstrosities were flexing and stretching like athletes preparing for exercise.

            Twin rapiers were picked up by the speckled cat, its paws abruptly possessing opposable thumbs. Sharp, glowing green eyes turned on me with fury.

            The darts guarded by the stuffed eagle took on a life of their own, flying in rapid circles around the bird of prey as it flapped giant wings to rise toward the ceiling.

            With a snort the bison at the far end of the room pawed at the hardwood floor, rolling is neck – adjusting for the weight of the hand-cannon branching out between its massive horns.

            “So?” The sharp, authoritative soprano inquired, “Your dreams are my domain.”

 
 

Wolfgang Edwards was born in Chicago, Illinois in 1987. He has been an aspiring writer since he was a child and intends to keep writing the rest of his life.

Guest Post ~Christopher Hansen On magicians and the magic in The Magician’s Workshop:

One of the joys that came from writing The Magician’s Workshop was getting to create an entirely different world, where magic is different than how we think of it in our world. The magicians in our book are not like sleight-of-hand magicians, illusionists such as David Copperfield, or the wizards and witches in Harry Potter. Instead, these magical powers enable people to create. Whatever a person can imagine can come into existence.

I (Chris) have the great honor of being the father of three kids. One of the things we enjoy doing is reading books and watching movies together. We have been transported into many fantastic worlds where there are some people who have been fortunate to be born a witch or a wizard, have the force, or have some super power. These stories draw out of my kids a longing to be special. Wouldn’t it be so cool to fly or have some supernatural power? Jon and I feel it too.

Yet, neither one of us can fly. We’re pretty common. So, instead of creating a world where only a small portion of the population is special, we decided to create a planet where everyone alive possesses the ability to use magic.

People here are born with the innate capability to “project” immaterial objects. It could be a flower or a monster, a melody, or a smell. They can project flavors onto their food, and project clothing onto their bodies. One person may work to create a projected pet, another a dolphin swimming in the ocean. But none of their projections are solid. While they look real, they are in many ways similar to what we would call augmented reality, and people can just make them the way we can just open our mouth and sing a song or take our finger and draw something in the sand.

To us on Earth the ability to create a projection would look like pure fantastical magic. We would call every one of them a magician. But this isn’t true in their world. There, only a few people are given the title of magician. This is because, as everyone is born with the same ability, they don’t view it as anything special. To them, what they are born with is just a base skill, one that they need to practice and perfect.

The people known as magicians are the ones who have gained the most skill and mastery over these magical abilities. Our story is about a collection of kids who aspire to become magicians. It follows their journey to perfect their skills and become the best. Some will succeed while others will fail. In this the characters are confronted with the question of what their magic really is, where it comes from, and what it was given to them for. 

About the Books:

The Magician’s Workshop, Volume One



Authors: Christopher Hansen, J.R. Fehr

Published by: Wondertale, California

Publication Date: November 8, 2016

ISBN: 1-945353-11-2

ASIN: B01MQGHGBH

Genre: Coming of Age, Fantasy, Magic

Ages: 12 and up.

Length: 85,000 words / 290 pages
Book Links:

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Synopsis:

Everyone in the islands of O’Ceea has a magical ability: whatever they imagine can be brought into existence. Whoever becomes a master over these powers is granted the title of magician and is given fame, power, riches, and glory. This volume of books follows the journey of a group of kids as they strive to rise to the top and become members of the Magician’s Workshop.

Layauna desperately wants to create beautiful things with her magical powers, but all she can seem to do is make horrible, savage monsters. For years she has tried to hide her creations, but when her power is at last discovered by a great magician, she realizes that what she’s tried to hide might actually be of tremendous value.

Kai just wants to use his powers to have fun and play with his friends. Unfortunately, nearly everyone on his island sees him as a bad influence, so he’s forced to meet them in secret. When one of the creatures they create gets out of control and starts flinging fireballs at their town, Kai is tempted to believe that he is as nefarious as people say. However, his prospects change when two mysterious visitors arrive, praising his ability and making extraordinary promises about his future.

Follow the adventures of Kai, Layauna, and a boatload of other characters as they struggle to grow up well in this fantastical world.

The Magician’s Workshop, Volume Two

Authors: Christopher Hansen, J.R. Fehr

Print Length: 273 pages

Publisher: Wondertale

Publication Date: November 22, 2016

ASIN: B01N988TW7

Genre: Coming of Age, Fantasy, Magic

Ages: 12 and up.
Book Links:

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Synopsis:

Return to the world of The Magician’s Workshop: Where Dreams Become Reality.

In Volume Two, the Festival of Stars has finally arrived, and the Color Ceremony is about to commence. As children from all over the islands gather to stand before a puller, one question remains: who will have a Color, and who will be found void?

Rejoin your favorite characters as they step forward and receive a label that will have the power to dramatically alter the course of their lives forever.



About the Authors:

Christopher Hansen

The first glimmering Chris Hansen had that there was far more to reality than he had ever imagined occurred six days after his ninth birthday. “Christopher!” cried a wise, old sage. “Life is full of deep magic. Miraculous things happen all the time and all around us, if you know where to look for them.” Full of expectation and childlike optimism, Chris began searching for this magic, prepared to be surprised and amazed by it. And he was: he found Wonder! Now he’s chosen to write stories about it.

J.R. Fehr
When J.R. Fehr popped out of the womb, he knew there was more to the world than the four boring hospital walls that he was seeing. “Zango!” his newborn mind exclaimed as he saw people appear and disappear through a mysterious portal in the wall. As a child he found life wowtazzling, but as he grew older the cold water of reality hit him, and the magic he once knew vanished. After spending some wet and shivering years lost in a joyless wasteland, he once again began to see magic in the world. He writes because the Wonder of true life is far grander than anything he ever thought possible.



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Character Interview ~ Grow Up Messy

Title of the book :

 (A Hilarious Coming of Age Series Book1)

Author  : Paromita Goswami

Genre :  Middle School, Teen and YA

1) HOW OLD ARE YOU? 
I am five year old. But that’s just officially.
Technically I consider myself almost nine years old. Most of my friends are
older to me.
2) WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE TOY? 
I love playing outdoors with my friends. It’s
more fun outside, climbing up the trees or go swimming in the river. But I also
yearn for my Talking Doll which Ma will be getting for me soon.
3) WHAT MAKES YOU SO MESSY? 
I am not Messy. It is Raju who teases me by
calling me that and I hate him for it. Now all my friends have started calling
me Messy. I know I mess up work sometimes but not always.
4) CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? 
Hmm..Can I have both?
5)FAVORITE FOOD? 
I love the langar Tadka Dal and Roti. And of
course the tasty Panjiri Prasad which Panditji gives in the temple.
6) FAVORITE COLOR? 

I love blue. All the shades. Especially the
clear blue sky in the morning.

The Blurb:
Childhood is considered to be the best time of one’s life. What if you get a chance to live it once more with a five-year-old?
Misry, a naughty five-year-old girl, lives with her parents in a B.S.F border outpost near Indo-Bangladesh border. But with no schools and friends she feels very lonely. She tries to befriend some local village kids. But they find her incompetent in their rural antics. They nickname her Messy as most of the time she messes up their plan. Can Misry really be a part of the gang?
Set in the early eighties, join Misry in the adventures of her life.