Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Jan 30th, 2007 2 Comments »
Twilight on a cloudy day. It has to be the worst. Cloudy days are hard enough if one is at all affected by the light, but twilight on a cloudy day is worse than two such days together. The directionless light slowly fades and without a sun to watch sink behind the Earth the mind [...]
Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Aug 26th, 2006 4 Comments »
People always tell a writer that when he hits writer’s block the only remedy is just to keep writing. Martin couldn’t remember all the times someone had said this to him. The only trouble came when no words would come to him when he sat down to write. He couldn’t even write nonsense. Martin was [...]
Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Jun 5th, 2006 No Comments »
 For some reason no one else could ever see the castle. Whenever she looked at the sky Noel could see a castle riding high up on a cloud, but for some reason no one else could see it. Whenever she saw flashes in the sky she knew that the wizard in the castle was fighting [...]
Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on May 17th, 2006 2 Comments »
(This tale was inspired by true events)
They had been walked long enough that there had better be something interesting at the end of the path, but not so long that they considered turning back. It had been a very pleasant walk, but still, there had better be something interesting to make it feel worth while.
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Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on May 17th, 2006 No Comments »
 It is hard to stay lonely at a lake. A true lake that is. It is easy to stay lonely at a one of those glorified ponds the plainsmen call lakes, but when you carry your loneliness to a true lake, a lake you can’t see across the loneliness fades and sometimes it disappears.
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Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Apr 29th, 2006 No Comments »
There is something terribly lonely about a playground in the rain. The slides are empty save for a few raindrops. The monkey bars look lost with no one on them. The swings drift lonesome in the wind. Even the sun stays home and the light hangs gray in the the air.
The knight who sat [...]
Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Apr 20th, 2006 1 Comment »
Once upon a time Marjory had a collection. She never showed anyone her collection, but everyone knew she was working on one. She talked about the day she would show her collection to everybody, the day her collection would be just right, but she made sure people knew that day wasn’t yet.
For some reason [...]
Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Apr 13th, 2006 1 Comment »
They had always told her not to go outside during a storm, but no one had ever satisfactorily explained why. So, naturally, Julian ended up outside during the worst storm of the month.
Since the time she was young her mother had told her that she was outside during a storm she would catch her [...]
Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Apr 3rd, 2006 No Comments »
Celia lived on the ground. She lived in a cute little hut on a cute little patch of ground that had been in the family for years. Specifically it had been in her family for seven years. She lived on it with her family, but they aren’t going to enter this story much so I [...]
Posted in Tales, Tales From the Magical Notebook on Mar 23rd, 2006 No Comments »
There is an attic in my mind. The attic is where I keep my memories, fears, dreams. I keep them in clearly labeled boxes and each box has its place. Here are happy memories. There sad ones. And tucked into the darkest corner my embarrassing memories. There are my day dreams and here are my [...]