The Magic Wand

For anyone who has lived in Las Vegas for years or is familiar with the early history of gambling, the new cover of The Magic Wand is going to evoke memories of by-gone days.

The Magic Wand uses Las Vegas as a setting and its people as case studies of human behavior.  It is a fable in format, but the content mirrors psychological issues right out of a textbook.  The heroine is a fairy sprite determined to climb the ladder of success to become a fairy godmother.  Her struggle to change the way people behave is a battle from the beginning.

You will recognize these people because you’ve worked alongside them for years!

About the Novel
The Supreme Wizard of Golfinsphere charged Gwen (short for Gwendolyn) with an important responsibility. She is to seek out the wretched, find the miserable, locate the lonely and depressed, and convince them they can enjoy a better way of life.  Unfortunately, it was not a bit unusual for a fairy godmother to spend years perfecting her craft.  Every fairy godmother worth her magic wand wanted to move up the executive ladder to the next rung–guardian angel.

Gwen was attracted to the glow of a lot of lights as she hovered around the planet looking for a place to fulfill her contract with the Supreme Wizard.  Looking around, via the miracle of a hand-held, no bigger than a modern day, pocket-sized cellular flip-phone, this magic device could peer into the private lives of human beings.  Gwen came to the immediate conclusion casinos were cesspools of human misery.  Las Vegas was the perfect place to earn a coveted Angelship.

At the heart of most psychological problems is a lack of self-esteem.  This lack is caused by three conditions: inferiority, anxiety, and guilt.  The Magic Wand is a fable about three girls and two guys, who suffered from one of these conditions.  Like most fables, this story contains a magical element – a fairy godmother and, of course, her magic wand.

 

Supreme Wizard

The Supreme Wizard of Golfinsphere was always on the lookout for talented fairy sprites who, with a little experience and training, might one day be promoted to fairy godmothers with the power to change a human’s life. 

 

Betty Anderson

Gwen watched this large woman make a bee line for Trish, who was obviously having a bad day.  “What’s the matter with you deary?  When was the last time you had a date? Maybe that’s why you’re so glum all the time.”  Gwen shook her head.  Betty was obviously one of those people who just had to make others miserable because she was.  The whole office had been egging her on to put Trish in her place.  She’d done a good job.  It was satisfying to bring someone to their knees and not offer a hand to help them up.

Golfinsphere

Golfinsphere was a mystical magical place.  All the people worked together to make it seem like the birds sang all the time, and everyone danced around with a song in their heart.  Why were people on earth so miserable, Gwen wondered?

Gwen

This was a perky, happy-to-lucky fairy who had never been exposed to the horrible problems that often came with being human.  Her cheery nature was what caught the eye of the Supreme Wizard and he thought the big blue marble needed a good dose of cheer. 

 

Trish

This was a girl with everything going for her, except she couldn’t see anything good about herself.  Inferiority complex, they called it back in Golfinsphere.  And it was a deadly virus known to kill anything and everything.  Trish couldn’t pass a mirror, and there were plenty of them in a casino, without checking herself to see if her hair was perfect, if her makeup needed a touch up and heaven forbid her skirt was wrinkled because the seatbelt was strapped across her waist.

Paul

Paul was a pit boss at a big-time casino on the Strip.  He dealt with the upper crust kind of customer known for leaving vast fortunes on the outcome of the roll of the dice.  He was bitter and jaded when Gwen found him sitting in a jail cell as the result of his third DUI.   Paul’s behavior was the result of his fear of growing old and the Wizard informed Gwen it was up to her to get him on the right track. 

 

VP of HR

Like a lot of women who climbed the ladder to gain a title, the VP of HR left her humanity behind.  She was pretty certain she knew everything there was to know and wanted everyone else to know she was magnificent.  Gwen wasn’t certain how she was going to get along with her. 

 

Luxor

There it was.  All bright and shiny.  A black pyramid reflected the gigantic beam of light coming from the glass enclosure at the top.  The light was so bright it must touch the moon and bounce back to earth like a promise of all the good in the world.  It was a welcoming sight, and the bright beam of light was what drew Gwen to this spot to begin her apprenticeship in human behavior.

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