We craft and tell stories because we’ve stood on the uncertain edge between the waking world and our imagination, between enchantment and fear. And we remember other stories that help us build our own stories, scraps of lumber and fragments of narrative we gather together to make stories for ourselves.
"Fall down mountains, just don't fall on me" by Mark Witton. Reproduced under Creative Commons.
Part 2 of 2. Our second round of editorial drinks for Terri Windling’s latest moveable feast. Read Part 1 here. JP2: We’re kind of circling back to what Tolkien said—we don’t want dragons per se,…Continue Reading
'Storm Dragon' by Lisa Grabenstetter. Reproduced by kind permission.
Part 1 of 2 Our contribution to Terri Windling’s latest moveable feast is a potluck: a jumbling of literary reflections, theories, and disputations. After the topic was brought up, the editorial staff engaged in a…Continue Reading
Be it the spindles in Mother Holle and Briar Rose, or the wheels in The Twelve Huntsmen or Rumpelstiltskin, spinning is everywhere in the background of Grimm’s fairy tales. As Maria Tatar points out, there’s…Continue Reading
An Interview with Kate Forsyth Kate Forsyth is an Australian writer of fantasy novels for both adults and children. Her first book ‘The Witches of Eileanan’ was named a Best First Novel of 1998 by…Continue Reading
A Most Wretched Ghost Then the wind turned and drove the ship southward through seven days, and they came to a great rock in the sea, and the sea breaking over it. And on the…Continue Reading
The Feast of the Resurrection And when Brendan had stopped there through Christmas and for Little Christmas, he bade good-bye to the Abbot and the brothers and went back to the ship with his people.…Continue Reading
Jasconye the Fish Then they went into the ship again and it was driven by storms till they saw before them another little island, and the brothers went to land on it but Brendan stopped…Continue Reading
