Dorothy is locked in the witch’s castle trying desperately to get home to Auntie Em. Yes, I’m watching The Wizard of Oz for the first time in ages. What a hoot. Love those magical ruby slippers.

I’m particularly intrigued to see it at this time. My book has a fantasy component and I like checking in on how others have done it. A few weeks ago I watched Catwoman for the same reason. Normal life happenings give way to some outsized fantasy scenario, sometimes as snippets throughout the piece and sometimes — as in The Wizard of Oz — sandwiched inside the normalcy.

How wonderful to go somewhere over the rainbow on a daring quest for a heart, a brain, courage and a trip home. And to find them in such a spiritual way.

Why oh why can’t I?