A Round Robin of Witches: Black Gate Interviews the Creators of The Witches of Lublin

I think I first heard about The Witches of Lublin on Facebook.
You know me, I’m a sucker; you put the word “witches” in the title and I’m on it. So I grabbed up my broomstick, and flew over to Ellen Kushner’s FB page where she’d posted the link about it, and I said, “This looks incredibly cool!” (Or something to that effect.) “A radio play! I love radio plays!”
And then, about five seconds later, I had a little present in my email’s Inbox.
“Because you beg so prettily,” Ellen wrote.
And there is was, the not-quite-final-draft of Witches of Lublin. I sat down and read it in a gulp.
You can read a fuller synopsis about The Witches of Lublin story here, at the super bedazzling website created for the radio play, but basically it is about a family of women klezmer musicians in Poland of the late 18th century. They’re poor, proud and trying to make their way by making music, even though it is considered immodest for females to play in public. When word of their talent spreads beyond the little ghetto where they live and reaches the Count’s ears, things start to get dangerous — and magical.

Co-writer Yale Strom’s research uncovered the facts that there were women klezmer musicians, and that when klezmers would play for gentile nobility, their reward could sometimes be beatings, death or even kidnappings.
This history formed the springboard for this work of fiction by Strom, Schwartz and Kushner based on Jewish women’s lives in 18th Century Europe, klezmer music and feminist history, with a healthy dose of magical realism thrown in.
You can see how I might say, in the trembling wake of reading this: “Oh, Ellen, oh pretty please, DO let me interview you about Witches for Black Gate Magazine!”
To which Ellen replied, quintessentially and in so many words, “Here, kid. I’ll do you one better.”
All of a sudden, I was interviewing the entire team of The Witches of Lublin’s creators — playwrights, composer and director — in a sort of mad merry-go-round-robin of emails. Which I now present to you for your reading pleasure.






In addition to having the coolest title for a genre fiction magazine, 
This morning on my walk to work, I spotted a man crossing a lawn. His arms were very full. Of garden gnomes.


Warning: Some spoilers ahead