When I
published Sirocco, Storm over Land and Sea, Book 2 of my
historical fiction series, in August of 2012, near the end I wrote this:
“In bustling Mexico
City, no one pays heed to the sigh that floats up from Popocatepetl as it rumbles its distant triplet cousins Thera,
Sakros and Cape Riva awake in their Aegean cradle. But on Santorini, the cats
leap from whitewashed perches to hide under hollow steps; and the wolves of
Yellowstone stop tearing at their kill.”
I wrote this to foreshadow the premise of Book 3 - After the Cataclysm - where I have the Yellowstone Supervolcano explode - with dire consequences, I admit.
From today’s NBC News, we learn that Mexico's second-tallest volcano, Popocatepetl, woke up in a bad mood this morning, as it looms over Mexico City.
And From Associated Press comes this:
ANCHORAGE, Alaska — A volcano on Alaska's Aleutian Islands erupted Sunday afternoon and sent ash 20,000 feet into the air, according to the U.S. Geological Survey.
Pavlof Volcano, one of Alaska's most active volcanoes, is 625 miles southwest of Anchorage on the Alaska Peninsula.
I am a novelist. I make things up.
Heaven help us if our present political rumblings should suddenly take a backseat to what Mother Earth might have in store for us.
As I said, I make things up; I surely don't want to predict!
