They always tell the story wrong. There was no wicked fairy, no thieving father or nagging mother, nobody locked in a tower, and certainly no heroic, handsome prince. I do have nice hair, though. They got that part right, at least. The villain of this story… Read more »
Deep in the woods, in a castle surrounded by a hedge of briars, a beautiful princess lies sleeping. The woods are her first defense. I am her last. Once upon a time, there was a King who loved his Queen dearly, and she him, and yet they were not happy. … Read more »
Once upon a time, not so very long ago, there was a wicked fairy whose curse had been broken. She was most put out by this. It had been a good curse, one of her best, and the young girl who had broken it had… Read more »
Yes, that is a black pudding attached to my nose. You may laugh now. Really, I mean that. Laugh now, and laugh long and well, and be sure to make the most of it, because this is the only chance you will get. Everyone gets the opportunity to laugh… Read more »
Prince Charming was kidnapped on a Tuesday. Cinderella was sitting in the solar with her step-sisters, sewing the final beads onto her wedding dress, when the messenger burst in, red-faced and breathless. He fell to the floor at her feet, in a posture of desperation. “The Prince has been taken!”… Read more »
There are so many things I want to say to you. I want to tell you how beautiful you are, how I love the shape of your nose, the curve of your eyebrow, that crooked, swift smile that crosses your face when you are amused by something. I love that… Read more »
The goblins of Paris have been here for centuries. Once upon a time, they were hired to make tapestries. This seems incongruous to you, I can see. You are thinking of their clumsy looks, their knobbly hands and bulging eyes and fingers with joints that go the wrong way. But… Read more »