Witch is composed of twenty chapters – a prologue, three sections and an epilogue. Each chapter is about 2,500 words. Here’s a brief inconsistent outline of the chapters:
Art is accusation, expression, passion. Art is black charcoal crushing white paper.
|—||Gunter Grass, The Tin Drum|
- This Book
I’m writing this book because I believe my wife is a witch, that she has magical powers. I guess that doesn’t necessarily make her a witch, but you know what I mean. Strange stuff has happened since I met her and I want to make a record of it, just in case. I don’t know what I mean. At the very least, it makes an interesting story.
- The Witch
We set up a session and I told her to dress up as a witch. She asked me what that meant and I admitted that I didn’t know, so I told her to wear what she thought said witch. I figured I could ask her to change if it was too kooky. She arrived, dressed as a witch. I don’t remember what she wore, it has been so long and I suspect she has made me forget them. I don’t even know where I would look for copies. I had a paranormal experience during the session. The photos are a big success. She disappears.
- Return of the Witch
Given a bonus, he sets out to find her and they set up another session. She dresses as a classic witch for the session. He has another paranormal experience during the session. The pictures turn out extremely well and he’s reluctant to sell the photos. He couldn’t sell the photos. She’d bewitched him.
- Beyond the Witch
He contacts her to tell her that he hasn’t sold the pictures, witches aren’t in season any more, so there isn’t any money to split but offers to pay her for the work. She seems not to care. He suggests they try her in a different costume. She declines to model, but suggests she could help him find work. They form an informal partnership. Witch ritual overtones. His assistant tells him that she’s a witch.
- Meetings and Jobs
She sets up meetings with classy clients and big budgets and despite his constant self-deprecating pessimism, she easily opens doors. Her charm and looks are part of her magic but he seems blind to that aspect of her game. He starts working and finally making significant money.
Weary of the production life, he wishes he had an editorial job. She says that she will take care of it. He’s given a job he never would have considered himself qualified to have. He makes more wishes, they happen. This is the beginning of the successful career he now has.
Everything she’s involved with, runs smoothly and pays off nicely. They go to dinner, to celebrate their success. He has a paranormal experience that sounds a lot like sex.
They start dating. She gets along with his friends and yet sees their foibles. She seems to control them and they love it. I was getting lots of respect from my people.
- Getting Personal
They spend so much time together that they start to live together without ever saying anything, no discussion, no plans, it just happened. She has lots of witchy possessions, books, decorations. He asks her about them and she tells him they’re for research.
- Suspicion and Love
He starts to really suspect that she’s a witch, that everything has been accomplished by magic, that there may be evil forces involved and he may be going to hell. He may be under her spell, her puppet, her tool. She may be using him cruelly. He loves her.
Once the idea has entered his head, he finds it impossible to stop. He proposes. She seemed to already know. She knew all along.
I don’t know if witches come in families or what those families would even be like. Her family was full of characters. Any one of them could be a witch.
Witch ritual description of a basic wedding ceremony. Lots of love and lots of fun.
She became a different person. I became a different person. We were both stronger than we were before.
- Life Together
Everything went smoothly. We worked and played. When troubles arose, she disappeared briefly, tapped the computer, made some phone calls and our troubles were gone. I did as I was told; I felt I had to. I was rewarded for doing so.
- Proving the Witch
When times got tough and work had to be fought for, we continued to thrive, only slightly hampered by economic strife. I was talking to my assistant, recounting some of our near failures that turned into brilliant successes, I came to the realization that my wife is a witch. It is the only reasonable explanation.
- The Deal
I became convinced when we had the opportunity to make a huge amount of money on a complicated deal that required everyone to come together in just the right way at just the right moment. I didn’t think it was possible. My wife felt certain. She wouldn’t tell me why.
- The Party
We went to a party with all of these big players, all of the people we needed to come into line, all together. My wife worked the room like a grandmaster, starting conversations, turning the flow of thought, introducing new players and new ideas. I’d never seen her like this. She kept me involved as well and I always seemed to say the right thing, as if she were telling me what to say without telling me.
The first answer was bad and for a moment, I saw my wife collapse, saw her vulnerability, saw her mortality. I realized that I was being foolish, this was no witch. She was just an incredible woman and I loved her regardless of the outcome.
And then the answer changed. We succeeded and our life changed forever.
So, yeah, my wife is a witch.
I wrote this book forty-three years ago. My kids found it in my files, when they were sorting through our stuff, so I could move out. I’d forgotten that I’d written it. Those were strange times. My daughter thought I should share it. I thought it might be a bad thing, accusing her mother of being a witch but she said people would just see how much I loved her. I don’t know where she sees love in all that witch talk but what she says is true. I did love her.