Santa’s core eight reindeer and rookie sensation Rudolph are late for their annual Christmas run. And the big man is not pleased. SANTA CLAUS: Alright, this is unacceptable! Where in the holy holly are my core eight? DONDER: I’m here, Santa. SC: You’re always here, Donder. Like I’m really gonna make it around the whole […]Read More Reindeer be like…
I, Candy (A work of Disney Fairies fan fiction, originally written in 2021.) By J.L. Love Being a sugar fairy is wonderful, glorious, wondrous. I mean, flying all over Pixie Hollow, already the sweetest place for a fairy to live, making everything even sweeter? Well, it’s just about the best feeling in all the world, […]Read More I, Candy: Remastered for 2023.
Map of the continent of Africa. She’s trying to get all her nations in order. There are so many that it’s sometimes very difficult to keep track of them all. Making matters worse, some of her nations keep insisting on changing their names. AFRICA: Alright, is everyone here? How about you, Rhodesia? ZIMBABWE: Mom, you […]Read More A story about africa.
And when I say “dark,” I’m not talking about the screenplay or the script. I mean that the movie is so damn dark, you can’t even see what’s going on for most of the movie’s runtime. Disney’s latest updated live-action, politically-corrected remake, is everything the 1953 original isn’t: dark, dull, and would be the perfect […]Read More Peter Pan and Wendy: A “Dark” “Retelling” of a classic.
He looks me in the eyes, not saying anything for a long time. Finally, he speaks. “Who are you?” I smile. “I am me. Just like you are you.” “True. We are all who we are. But what would you like me to call you?” “If you feel the need to paste a label on […]Read More Pronounced “zinc-see.”
This .gif is from the wonderful cartoon “No Mirrors in My Nana’s House.” And I just love it to pieces.Read More Black Girl Joy.
Young Barry Buffalo arrived home from school. Dad could tell that he was upset. “Barry? What’s wrong, lad?” “Hi, Dad.” Barry shakes his backpack off his back and it lands with a smack on the moist floor of the cave. He headbutts his father hello. “Rough day at buffalo school today. The guys were really […]Read More A Serious Talk.
After two and a half days of dealing with Los Angeles traffic, I was more than ready to get back on board the train and head east. Especially since I went ahead and upgraded to one of the bedroom compartments. Los Angeles’s Union Station was every bit as big and busy as Chicago’s, with old-school […]Read More My Amtrak Writing Retreat: The fast trak back.
Day three of the retreat got off to a rocky, rumbly start. The train was shaking so damn much, I had no choice but to give up trying to sleep at around 6:00 a.m. Central time (I think). All meals in the dining car are included when you book a sleeper car compartment. Still, I […]Read More My Amtrak Writing Retreat: Who and where am I?
So, I bedded down pretty soon after dinner, as I had been up since 3:30 that morning. I slept about as well as one could sleep on a moving train. I vaguely remembered waking up and looking out the window as the train pulled into Cleveland, Ohio in the middle of the night. Oh–forgot to […]Read More My Amtrak Writing Retreat: It continues.