The one comment that seems to echo about the Fire and Ice series speaks to the friendship the women at Woodley and Fisher have formed. They laugh together, cry together and support each other in good times and in bad.
The founding mothers fostered a unified whole when they were hiring and the women who came on board after those first couple of grueling years created symbiotic relationships that nothing could break.
Even the men who came into their lives had to pass the sniff test. Thankfully, the men seemed to mesh as well.
I often thought of the Red Tent when writing the series. It’s a wonderful story about a close knit community of females, and the unique gifts each bring to the friendships. They enrich each other’s loves.
Women need other women. Their minds work so much differently than men’s and women seem to understand each other. Men want to fix things, women are willing to listen, empathize and support. That’s usually all we’re looking for.
I wish I could say I have a phalanx of women warriors around me but I don’t. I have a few good friends that I can vent to, discuss things with, ask advice. I don’t know what I’d do without them.
I am considering another series that delves deeply into this kind of relationship. A small town in Massachusetts, where women from all walks of life meet weekly…maybe a book club, or…my mind is still whirling with possibilities.
It was hard to let the women from Woodley and Fisher go, so this may be the way I find my way back to the essence.
Rhea, Gwen, Minnie, Hera to start…then maybe Brighid, Rhiannon, Selene, Lilith…
Who knows where it will go but it will be fun to develop. Now if I could just finish the last book in my Scalera series, I can get to work.