This story features a nasty type of giant that is helpful to portray. It is the classic story of King Arthur and the Giant of Mont Saint Michel. There are many versions you can find online. Some good. Some not so good. This particular one is meant for the ear, which might make it less…
“The princess has been taken by the Great Dragon!” the king cried out. Everyone in the village gasped. The dragon was feared by all. Who would dare to rescue the daughter of the king? No one. Except… a lowly young squire. The squire had been on several missions before, accompanied by more experienced knights. Longing…
I used to race the sun. Honest, I did. I was twelve years old and delivered the morning newspaper. In temperate weather I rode my faithful old bike in easy morning air to a small shack and picked up my newspapers for delivery. A darkling, a gray hanging hush in hesitating light and stars without…
Cinderella and the Fairy Crocodile, part 1 Cinderella and the Fairy Crocodile, part 2 It was the first stroke of midnight. The fairy crocodile waited in the road outside the palace garden. Cinderella was not there, and the fairy crocodile had thought of no conveyance to take her home. At the second stroke, nothing had…
Cinderella and the Fairy Crocodile, part 1 An instant after the wildebeest rushed out of the courtyard, one of the starry points of the upper heaven pierced through the clouds. It grew brighter and larger and nearer, till out of its brightness stepped a glowing lady with gold hair and a filmy dress. “Where is…
Sometime that morning, the fairy crocodile had wandered into a storm. She was not large. She was about as big as a squirrel, and sometimes she slept all night in a bird’s nest. So she was easily swept along, and had been blown right out to sea. Fortunately, she still had her magic wand with…
A very sensible story full of very, very, very, very, very good advice Always carry crumbs when you are wandering in the woods beside the waters – just in case you need to mark a trail, like in a fairy tale. And always have a piece of tape in case a butterfly breaks off its…
Ben stood at the head of the trail. He stood there facing all the troubles and sorrows that might accompany a man on his long journey through life. Ben stood there a good while pondering his future, filled with grand adventures and heroic battles, and of course, normal affairs of life like meals and lodging…
Some people are called to do great things, like compose Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony, or be the mother of the man who wrote Moby Dick, or invent the electric tea kettle. My calling is less beneficial to the human race, but we don’t get to choose. In the nature of the case, a calling seeks us out…
Once upon a time, there was a dog named “Young Man”. I do not know why his name was ‘Young Man’, so please do not ask. Some things simply cannot be explained. Young Man belonged to a young… er, to a boy named Bill. Bill belonged to his parents. You do not need to know…
Editor’s Note: If you like this fairy re-telling, you can also pre-order Isabel’s picture book, West of Moonlight, East of Dawn.
We hear the owl call around midnight. That’s how we know it’s here. I remember well the first night it arrived. I was up late with a spinning mind that wouldn’t let me sleep. That particular summer day had been a rough one for my family. I lay in bed, looking at the shadows on…
