It is coming up on the one-year anniversary of the publication of “Camp Arcanum” and the release of its sequel “Power Tools in the Sacred Grove” is fast approaching. To celebrate, I would like to introduce you all to the people that have been living inside my head for the last few years. I shall use quotes directly from the book where possible, so you will see what you can find for yourselves with only a few secret hints from my knowledge. The first will be Our Hero, Marc Sindri.
Marc Sindri is a contractor who specializes in the construction and maintenance of renaissance faires, starting at clearing the land with chainsaws to building bathrooms ladies in Elizabethan gowns can use easily, he has it planned out and locked in his head. As the construction of Arcanum Faire spins out, he composes what he calls his “For Want of a Nail” mantra, a step-by step program for building and opening the faire on time. It goes something like this:
Plot the land; pull the permits.
Fill the tool barn; build the camp.
Find the men; file their papers.
Design the faire; post the plot.
Clear the paths; trim the trunks.
And so on…
The poem runs through his mind regularly and he uses it to shift focus away from things that might divert him from his goal: distractions like severe pain, hallucinations of little monsters and naked witches dancing around a bonfire.
He is a large, well-muscled man in his late thirties. His friend and lackey Eleazar describes him at first glance as ” six-foot-three of excessive manhood clad only in his black jeans… muscles and assorted scars as he pulled on his black tee-shirt…(Eleazar) knew he couldn’t compete with washboard abs and pectoral muscles fit for a gladiator movie.” The ren faire libertine also refers to Marc as “the little black hole of social responsibility he always was” and “must have been born under a wet blanket.” Marc prefers to think of himself as hard-working, dedicated, and frequently delivering on miracles.
Marc is a fighter and he is not above head games and dirty tricks to guarantee he comes out on top. In coming to Arcanum, he discovers how truly versatile a weapon a shovel can be. Check out chapter thirteen to seen how many opponents he can take on with a shovel in his hands.
Marc describes himself this way: “I’m kind of like a chainsaw: just fine on a job site, but not something you want to cuddle with or leave around small children.” There is a human being at his core, but you have to get past the whirling steel, noise, and smoke to reach it.