What ho, a door in the forest? Looks harmless. Unless it opens to a land rife with
malodorous trolls, attacking arachnids, or hellacious cannibals. Or it could hold nothing but a peek into the lives of the inhabitants of a neighboring town, as in this case…
The truth about Alice Wetherby-Pimms was shrouded in obscurity since long before Horace Hornby, MHS, Ph nearly D, had been summoned to shipping magnate Roderick Pimms’ eccentric cliff top estate. Indeed, the village’s newcomer had been completely unaware of the child’s reputation for continuously causing the most dastardly of misfortunes to befall anyone who so much as graced the property with a footfall – never mind a Continue reading
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Tagged adventure, Adventures in Cornwall, Donna Weidner, doors, doorways, dp_photo_challenge/door, horror story, Lucy Cooper, Red Welly -Yellow Welly, transmogrification
Esteemed author Jane Yolen is well-known for sharing one secret in particular with regard to her productivity, and that’s – BIC – putting your Butt In Chair. Choose the time, the place, and show up. It’s where you need to be so that the muse can find you. I don’t know about you, but when someone has authored over 300 books and been called the Hans Christian Andersen of America and the Aesop of the twentieth century, I sit up and listen. My writing companion, not so much. But what does Lucy know? She sleeps on tabletops.
As writer’s, poets, artists of any kind, we also know that the muse can often be a fickle little Continue reading
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Tagged adventure, Donna Weidner, dp_photo_challenge/muse, Jane Yolan writing advice, musings, my muse
Once upon a time, a hapless, yet terribly kindly and sympathetic King named Stephen, fortunately had a most unfortunate accident with his brilliantly bejeweled coach. Whilst traveling a country road on his way to visit an admittedly, beautifully buxomed princess who had been repeatedly proposed as potentially being the perfect complement for the unquestionably generous young royal, his overly gilted transport slipped into a ditch.
Stranded alone on the hellishly unpaved road for more than a week, the gangly ruler quickly became aware of an unsightly creature that indubitably resembled the reputedly Continue reading
jousting jesting with Sir-Walks-a-Lot under a brilliant, vivid sky this day upon a ghill called Martin, the knight errant’s band of merry hounds pointedly raised their moist nose tips en masse to the wind. After an intense, yet brief snuffle, Continue reading
Wedding bells are gonna chime very soon, so on the way to shop for my dress I dropped to my knees (well, not really), looked up to the heavens to plead to the goddess-of-formal-wear for a speedy find (yes, actually), and was immediately greeted by this stunning sight in the rotunda of a well-known downtown department store where I do not typically shop.
The sheer beauty of this massive stained glass cupola shivered me timbers enough that it made me want to abandon the dress mission and lay down on the white, polished marble floor to watch the sunlight play upon the ship’s lightly bowed sails and spin a yarn about a young lad named Bartholomew who had been thrown into the rank, smoky bowels of a pirate ship after being shanghaied
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Tagged adventure, Donna Weidner, dp_photo_challenge/on-the-way, formal wear shopping, Nieman Marcus rotunda, pirate tale, stained glass window, vignette
The truth about Alice is that she was somewhat of an enigma since the last rays of an October’s sun cast a golden halo about her head not one moment, but two, after her arrival into the world. The newborn’s parents deemed the glowing ring an omen of great things to come, as did the hospital staff. It was what the necromancer foresaw in the smoldering embers on the Mongolian steppe the eve that Roderick Pimms and Daphne Whetherby first met. Indeed, Mr. Pimms proposed over yak kabobs the very same night under a jet-black canopy of glimmering stars and a crescent moon. Truth is, the two Continue reading