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Kateri's Tales:Based on Haudenosaunee Folktales
Kateri's Tales:Based on Haudenosaunee Folktales
Kateri's Tales:Based on Haudenosaunee Folktales
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Have you ever felt a folktale needed a sequel? Have you ever wondered how a folktale would work out in modern times? Kateri's Tales contains the answers to these questions:

 

An eagle that was cheated out of the best song in the forest by a hermit thrush. The Council of Birds must resolve this dispute to save the best singer in the forest.

 

Pretty White Snake, an unpopular luck charm, needs to find a witch to feed him if he's ever to improve himself.

 

Ymirling is a young Norse jotun who must defeat the might Shingebiss to win a place for himself in Vinland.

 

Patrick Burning, a young Seneca who dares to take on the forbidden name Jitkwa:e, calls down curses on himself.

 

Bertha Yellowbird oversees Mattie's intervention with the help of Indian Medicine, which could separate Mattie's body from her soul.

 

Art dealer, Albert Finch, knew his best client "Doc" was gifted. Unfortunately, he didn't realize Doc was the head of the Orenda Society. His body of work is powerful medicine that must be handled with care.

 

Chazz lures a Rez ghost out into the open to win a prize in a ghost hunter's show something she may not live to regret.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherCathy Smith
Release dateJul 7, 2018
ISBN9781386859840
Kateri's Tales:Based on Haudenosaunee Folktales
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Cathy Smith

Cathy Smith is a Mohawk writer who lives on a Status Reservation on the Canadian Side of the Border on Turtle Island (North America). She is proud of her people’s heritage and also has an interest in the myths and legends of other peoples and cultures, and modern fantasy and science fiction, which is often derived from past myths and often acts as myths for modern times.

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    Kateri's Tales:Based on Haudenosaunee Folktales - Cathy Smith

    Kateri’s Tales: Based on Haudenosaunee Folktales

    ©2016 Cathy Smith

    All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

    These stories first appeared in the following publications: Pretty White Snake. Anthropomorphic Dreams. June 2011; Where is Shingebiss? Anthropomorphic Dreams. January 2012

    These stories are original to this collection: Bad Medicine; The Dispute Between the Eagle and the Hermit Thrush; Jitkwa:e vs the Snakes; Ottwaisha; The Orenda Society; Johnny Bad Apple

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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    Preface

    My name, Cathy Smith . sounds like white bread, but I'm more like scone. An indigenous person who uses modern materials and tools to craft new traditions. For example, my people's traditional bread is corn bread, but now we have scones, biscuits made of white flour that have become a delicacy among my people.

    I'm a Mohawk who lives on a Status Indian Reservation. I grew up with an awareness of my people and mainstream's cultures. My people have a tradition of storytelling though being a writer is a modern occupation and skillset.

    I used Kateri's Tales for this collection since Kateri is the Mohawk version of Catherine my given name.

    The Mohawks were one of the five nations that formed the Haudenosaunee (Iroquois) Confederacy.

    I find my people's legends and folktales inspiring, and it's served as a basis for many of my short and long form stories.

    Some of these tales won me publishing credits, others have come close to being published, or I thought were worthy of being published if I could find the right venue for them. Rather than wait for a suitable venue I am presenting them here.

    Each story has introductory notes and publishing history if there is a publishing history to make note of. Since both corn bread and scones are available on the Rez it's inspired me to list the original sources for my stories, so readers can seek out and sample both traditional and modern fare if they so desire. You may not find a Haudenosaunee Elder to talk to where you are, but there are books you can refer to.

    Cathy Smith 2016

    Bad Medicine

    Introduction

    This was my first semi–publishing credit. I submitted it to L. Ron Hubbard's Writers of the Future Content in 2008 and won an Honorable Mention though this is its first publication. It's based on a historical fantasy series I've written based on my people's beliefs on witchcraft. The newest version has a different dynamic between Atotorah and Damien Rathschild, but Damien is still a black magician who learns his skills from a Haudenosaunee Medicine Man.

    My knowledge of my people's traditional view of witchcraft is from Alma Greene's Forbidden Voice and Tales of the Mohawks books. Plus some scary stories my Immersion teachers told me.

    Publishing History: Smith, Cathy Bad Medicine. L. Ron Hubbard’s Writers of the Future Contest Honorable Mention. August 1, 2008

    Bad Medicine

    ATOTORAH WAS OUT GATHERING medicine plants at the lake on a beautiful spring day. It was so warm that he took off his wolf–skin cloak. Since it was his most prized possession he placed it on a blanket and set it where he could see it. The sky was so clear he could see a bird coming towards him. At least that was what he told himself. He suspected that his eyes were keener than they should be because of all the shapeshifting. Ever since he practiced medicine, his dark brown eyes had lightened to a more golden hue that gave an unnerving yellow glow in some lights.

    When the bird was almost overhead of him he saw it was some falcon. He placed a finger on his chin as he tried to figure out what type it could be. He frowned when he saw it circle around him. He took his finger off his chin and pointed at the bird. It floated lifeless to the ground.

    When the bird landed at his feet Atotorah saw it had a finely tooled leather collar around its neck. He still could not recognize its breed but if he had, he would have known the falcon was a peregrine. All he knew was that the falcon was of a breed exotic to these woods. Atotorah’s eyes narrowed. Someone owned you, he said to himself.

    He took a pinch of powder from the small leather pouch around his neck and threw it on the lake while muttering a rapid chant. Water rippled and swarmed, coalescing into a serpentine shape the color of dark, murky water. A horned serpent, larger than a man slithered unto the bank and waited for directions. It looked like it would protest at being so abruptly summoned but seeing the look on Atotorah’s face thought better of it.

    Atotorah knew the creature had a healthy respect for his abilities, but it would be foolish to think he could ever fully control it. Atotorah laid the dead falcon in front of it Is this food? it hissed in confusion as it looked at the bird.

    Not yet. I shot this bird down. I believe it was sent by a wizard against me, Atotorah said.

    The Horned Serpent nodded. It darted out its tongue to taste the carcass. It was carrying a spell. It would’ve been deadly if it was released.

    Is the scent of the one who cast the spell on it? Atotorah said.

    The tongue darted out again. Yes—but it tastes funny—strange medicine.

    I want you to follow the scent and kill the one who tried to curse me, Atotorah said.

    It will cost you, the Horned Serpent said.

    Bad medicine always costs, Atotorah said. But the death of the magician should be payment enough. You can make it as bloody and painful as you want as long as he dies.

    It shall be as you wish, the Horned Serpent said. He sniffed the bird again "Sending

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