My sister is in love with a bear. He comes every night to our house, through the snow which he tracks in, big muddy footprints on the rug. We sit by the fireside, Maman and Snow and the Bear and I. The light flickers in her eyes and turns her cheeks sweet pink. Maman says [...]

Sometimes I wish I were blonde, with thistle down hair that floats on the breeze and wispy brows, and lashes that are barely there. There is something so fragile about pale skin, pale hair, lilac unicorns made in to girls against their will.
Then I remember all the brave, proud brunettes. I remember Wendy and Dorothy [...]

Once there was a little girl who discovered that she could make herself invisible. It wasn’t very hard, most people don’t notice little girls anyway. Each day she would go to school, dressed just like everyone else, and she would talk just like everyone else and eat the same things for lunch and play the [...]

I walk past the Gingerbread House every day on the way home from school. I have to go the long way around, take Watercress Road instead of Hayne Street with all the other girls. I like that though, walking on my own, and besides I can’t help it, I am in love.
The Gingerbread House is [...]

Everything is born and dies, even stars. They’re just remembered a lot longer. I wonder if it’s the reason we call some people stars, because they’re more likely to be remembered. Maybe thats why the Gods put heroes up there too, and monsters and Queens, so we wouldn’t forget their stories. No one wants their [...]

This is my Bible. Whenever I am feeling sad or lost or lonely I open it up to a page, any page, and read the first paragraph my eyes fall upon. Within I find some solace or beauty or truth that I had forgotton. Today I read this;
Effortlessly proud, graceful as giraffes (even the tallest [...]