Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Jan 31st, 2006 3 Comments »
This tale was inspired by true events.
The Land was gray. Once it had been bright and the Sun had burned in the sky. Its light was warm and the people were happy. But now the Sun was gone and the people began to fear.
They sent out men to search the whole of the Land. Valiant [...]
Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Jan 26th, 2006 2 Comments »
Did you know ideas are sticky? Stanley didn’t. He thoughts ideas were hard and fragile like eggs. He thought that if you dropped an idea it would break into little pieces. He tried very hard to keep his ideas to himself because he thought they were nifty and he was afraid someone would break them [...]
Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Jan 26th, 2006 No Comments »
It is very difficult to harvest Skittles. Only pixies are light enough to walk on the rainbows, but as soon as a pixie picks a Skittle it becomes too heavy to stay on the rainbow. So there are gnomes stationed on the ground with baskets to catch the rain of pixies and Skittles. Other gnomes [...]
Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Jan 25th, 2006 No Comments »
Martha made magic. She danced about her kitchen “Cooking up magic” as she called it. No one knew exactly what she did in the kitchen, but everyone agreed that what came out of her kitchen had to be magical. If you were having a problem with something you just had to sit down in her [...]
Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Jan 24th, 2006 2 Comments »
Once upon a time there lived a girl with violet eyes. Her life was very difficult because the people in her village didn’t want a girl with violet eyes. They would have much preferred a girl with blue eyes or brown or even green, but violet eyes were eyes that did not happen in their [...]
Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Jan 24th, 2006 No Comments »
Today I drove home with fragments of half-remembered songs buzzing in my head. Try as I might I couldn’t find the rest of the song fragments. I could feel them floating just out of reach.
So I stopped the van and built a ladder out of the song fragments I could grasp and climbed to the [...]
Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Jan 24th, 2006 No Comments »
Once upon a time there was a man named Steven. I’m not sure why his name is Steven; it just felt right. This man named Steven worked in a giant building full of little boxes. Everyday he sat in a box and moved numbers he couldn’t touch. He knew it was important he moved those [...]
Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Jan 24th, 2006 No Comments »
Once upon a time the land was young and dolphins frolicked in the sky. Men were at peace and the Sun shone its red face upon them. In that time red was not the color of anger, sorrow or caution as it is now. Red was the color of warmth, love and peace. And the [...]
Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Jan 24th, 2006 No Comments »
And so it was that Gabrielle sat down to write. With every scratch of her pencil a new world was born. The Land of Was that she made exists always at the end of time, but it is next to the Land of Born where it is always green and nothing has happened. It is [...]
Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Jan 24th, 2006 No Comments »
And so it was that Gabrielle received a kingly gift. She opened her book and rays of light spilled out all around her and went skipping off. One of them even made it all the way to the sun and was given much honor, but this is not his story. One of them journeyed to [...]