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Teresa at the Cliffs of Moher by Haili73 Teresa at the Cliffs of Moher :iconhaili73:Haili73 1 0
Tales Untold: Aaron's Adventures (Chapter 5)
    Aaron fought back tears as he carried his sister's slumbering form up the stairs and to the tower room.  Wordlessly, he and the fairies got everyone in the kingdom as comfortable as they could.  Most of the villagers in the kingdom had learned from the last sleeping curse and had crawled into bed at sunset in case the sleeping curse did take hold.  Entire families crowded themselves into one bed, holding each other and fearing the worst.  Now they all slept peacefully.  When they woke, it would be a new century, a new time.  It would feel as though they had traveled through time.  Perhaps the homes they slept in would be turned to rot.  They would have to rebuild.  Perhaps they would be covered in spiderwebs and dust and wake up coughing and choking.  The horror of it was too much for Aaron.  He could understand now why his mother was so scared.
    It wasn't long before the thorns and brambles gre
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Have you ever stopped to think about all the things you do with your hands?
Have you ever stopped to wonder -
How many simple things you have taken for granted?
Taking notes in class
Scrolling through your newsfeed on your phone
Holding a book open with one hand
Playing guitar
Gripping something - anything
Playing piano
Carrying heavy plates of food
   I will never be a waitress
   Funny how I used to dream of being one
   Can’t imagine why
Imagine if all of a sudden all those things you take for granted - turning a door handle, opening a stubborn can with a can opener, doodling - what if all those things suddenly caused you extreme and inexplicable pain?
Patching up the holes in your clothes
Playing any kind of contact sport - including Quidditch.
   It hurts too much to catch the Quaffle.
   And what if someone hit you with their broom?
   How many painkillers would it take to get back to normal
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Tales Untold: Aaron and Talia (Chapter 4)
Padua, Italy - 1326
   As the days until Aaron and Talia's sixteenth birthday dwindled down to nothing, the intensity of Aurora's nightmares grew.  It got to the point where she did not even sleep the night before their birthday.
   The morning of the twins' birthday dawned just as clear and beautiful as the one sixteen years ago had.  The sky showed no signs of the clouds gathering inside the castle, over the heads of the royal family.
   They spent the day locked in a bunker in an effort to protect Talia from her curse.  Aurora tried to make it as festive as possible, ordering enough food to feed an army and all of the twins' favorites.  She had their instruments brought in and begged them to play.
   "What good is this?" Talia said, throwing down her flute.  Aaron stopped strumming the chords to the festive drinking song they had been playing. "You're fighting the inevitable, Mother.  There is no way to esc
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You and me
You and me
Locked to a bridge
Two halves of a whole
To the "me" who drew that heart
Was I the "you" you were thinking of?
I wonder
I like to think so
Even though I don't even know you
And probably will never meet you.
You and me
Together forever
The key at the bottom of the Seine
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Tales Untold: Stefan and Leah (Chapter 3)
Padua, Italy - 1326
   Sixteen years later, Aaron had grown up intelligent and brave, while his sister Talia had grown up to be smart and graceful, just as the fairies had gifted them as babies.  They had grown up with the tale of their fateful christening day as a bedtime tale.  They were both all too aware of the night terrors that plagued their mother, and Talia felt like a ticking clock, set to explode the day she turned sixteen.
   Aaron didn't know what to make of his curse.  Yes, he loved his sister dearly, but not aging and searching the world for her prince charming for one hundred years? He wasn't sure how to feel about that. He was fiercely protective of his sister, who from her childhood had been a very delicate thing.  
   She spent most of her time learning to play various musical instruments.  Her favorite was the flute, but she and Aaron were both proficient at playing the lute.  Many a night they would
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Tales Untold: Aurora and Phillip (Chapter 2)
Padua, Italy - 1309
   It was only a few days past Briar Rose's fateful sixteenth birthday. The young girl sat in front of her vanity, staring at her unfamiliar reflection. There were dark circles under her eyes and her solid gold tiara weighed heavy on her head. Princess, she reminded herself.
   What a shock it had been, these last few days, getting used to her new family and title. Princess. And her aunts weren't really her aunts at all; they were fairies! The fantastic tales about cursed princesses and dragons and princes coming to the rescue that her aunts had told her in her youth weren't really just tales; they would become Rose's history. Little did she know this at the time.
   Briar Rose had been happy living with her three oddly eccentric but seemingly normal three aunts in a remote cottage in the woods. She didn't talk to anybody because she didn't need anybody but them. Sweet, quiet Fauna, feisty funny Merryweather, and st
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Tales Untold: Aladdin and Jasmine (Chapter 1)
Agrabah, 4th Century CE
   Aladdin held his newborn son in his arms. Jasmine lay on the bed next to him, exhausted from the delivery, but smiling. "What is his name?" he asked.
   "I think it should be Almas," Jasmine said. "He is a diamond, just like his father."
   "I was thinking Zain, since he is just as handsome as his mother is pretty," Aladdin said.
   "Oh, Al," Jasmine blushed. "Why don't we name him Zain Almas?"
   "Zain Almas," Aladdin said, trying it out. "I like it."
   And that was how Prince Zain Almas of Agrabah came into the world.
   "How sentimental," a voice dripping with sarcasm said from the corner of the room.  Jasmine and Aladdin whirled to see blue flames illuminating a shadowy corner of the room where an unidentifiable figure skulked.  The figure moved and they saw at once that it was Hades, Lord of the Greek Underworld.  Jasmine and Aladdin knew the stories of the world
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Twinning with Twinings
Twinings Tea Shop stands out in the sea of tall dark buildings that blend into London fog
Like me, it is
small and bright,
short and unique,
full of hidden wonderful secrets.
The tea bar in the back of the shop offers samples that warm me from my head to my toes.
Jane Austen used to write here, I'm told.  
I scribble furiously in my notebook.
Later, in a dark room lit by neon lights, I sit at a very different kind of bar.
It smells like a disaster waiting to happen
It makes me jumpy
It reminds me of what I've run halfway across the globe from
I try a sip of something called strawberry sensation, just to fit in
Alcohol rushes to my head,
burns down my throat.  
I don't like it.  
I don't hate it. 
I'd much rather be drinking tea. 
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Blueberry Cottage
My tires crunch over the gravel road that seems endless. The sky is rimmed with trees that crown the space over my car.  Just as the road seems to drop off and end in a lake, I take a sharp right turn, and I'm there.  The rugged royal blue shed and the moored pontoon, the half finished garage - a cement pad, really, and trees everywhere.  I honk, as tradition demands, and park, leaving the modern world behind.
I skip over the stepping stones that I've skipped over so many times ever since I was a little girl, past the bird house and the wild daisies I take my nickname from, the daisies my grandmother protects with her life.
And then it all comes into view as I stand next to the Blueberry Cottage.  The rope and wood swing my siblings and I used to race to get the first swing on, hanging from a tree, the rock at the edge of the lake by the fire pit, the one I always take a picture on with my guitar.  The rock I go sit on in twilight, joining my voice with the loo
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The Many Adventures of Flynnigan Rider by Haili73 The Many Adventures of Flynnigan Rider :iconhaili73:Haili73 94 57
The Wish Girl
I never believed in wishes. They were superstitious. I was too practical a girl for wishes. That is, until that day in Spanish class.
“Conjugate decir in the preterit, Marisol,” Seņora said, calling me by my Spanish name. I didn’t know the answer.
I wish I were invisible, I thought miserably as I slumped lower in my seat. That’s about when the fingers started pointing, jaws began dropping, and when Seņora started screaming.
“What?” I said, standing up. “What?” I looked around the room. Several of the guys were bug eyed, and there was quite a bit of frightened whispering going on between the popular girls in the back row. Some of the girls looked just plain scared. People were gasping in disbelief. Ashley looked ready to faint.
Wow. I didn’t know we were in drama class.
All eyes were on me. I looked down at myself, wondering what I’d done. That’s when I saw it.
Or rather,
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Piano Girl
I didn’t want to be there. Playing piano for some stupid church thing was definitely not on my agenda, especially when it called for giving up a Saturday night I could have been…I don’t know, watching TV or something, hanging out at Jen’s house. But no.
“Natalie Christine, you are going to play for the church benefit, and that’s final!” My mother had said.
“But what if I don’t want to?” I had whined.
“You’re going to want to, or you’ll be grounded for the rest of the week,” my father had said. I hadn’t responded, so he’d continued. “Is that understood?” I still hadn’t said anything. “Is that understood?” My father’s tone had gone up a notch. “Natalie Christine James, is that understood?” He had asked warningly.
“Yes,” I had sighed. And so, that is how I ended up here, stuck not only playing every Christmas song I had learned in my
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Sapphira Adi, Oracle of Fire by Haili73 Sapphira Adi, Oracle of Fire :iconhaili73:Haili73 10 14 Mara, Daughter of the Earth by Haili73 Mara, Daughter of the Earth :iconhaili73:Haili73 6 0 Alana Edlyn, daughter of Peter and Alice by Haili73 Alana Edlyn, daughter of Peter and Alice :iconhaili73:Haili73 15 5


Briar and the little plant by FellenLeaf Briar and the little plant :iconfellenleaf:FellenLeaf 21 6 Street Rat by twrl11 Street Rat :icontwrl11:twrl11 20 4 Belle by Gothicthundra Belle :icongothicthundra:Gothicthundra 14 5 True, He's No Prince Charming by CarlynnRose True, He's No Prince Charming :iconcarlynnrose:CarlynnRose 60 16 Follow Me Home by CarlynnRose Follow Me Home :iconcarlynnrose:CarlynnRose 27 0 Memories Growing Dim by CarlynnRose Memories Growing Dim :iconcarlynnrose:CarlynnRose 17 2 Far Over The Misty Mountains by CarlynnRose Far Over The Misty Mountains :iconcarlynnrose:CarlynnRose 15 2 I Think Something's Coming by CarlynnRose I Think Something's Coming :iconcarlynnrose:CarlynnRose 25 6 Socially Awkward by CarlynnRose Socially Awkward :iconcarlynnrose:CarlynnRose 14 11 We Should Run Away Together by CarlynnRose We Should Run Away Together :iconcarlynnrose:CarlynnRose 14 2 True, He's No Prince Charming - SKETCH by CarlynnRose True, He's No Prince Charming - SKETCH :iconcarlynnrose:CarlynnRose 11 3
A day in the life of a princess
I met Rapunzel's biggest fan today!!! I was standing waiting for the bus (to the convention center) with my brother and friend when a little girl sees me in my Rapunzel dress. She's just amazed, agog, and adorable and her dad asks for a picture (of course! That's never a problem these kids or so adorable when they ask! Half of the time they genuinely think that I am actually Rapunzel!) so we take a picture and we start chatting, she says, "I saw you in the parade at Disneyland, didn't I?" Oh gosh. I was Rapunzel now. I had to be Rapunzel more than ever! So I said yes, I did see her in the parade! She was telling me then how she got pictures with the other princesses, and I showed her my Pascal purse - explaining that 'the real Pascal does NOT like to leave Disneyland because he gets scared of so many people - remember how in the town scenes you rarely see him? That's because he's hiding in my hair the whole time - but I really miss not having him with me!' Then the bus came, and she wa
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Much Ado About Nothing cover page (sort of) by Phobic42 Much Ado About Nothing cover page (sort of) :iconphobic42:Phobic42 4 4 Much Ado About Nothing Act 1 Scene 1 by Phobic42 Much Ado About Nothing Act 1 Scene 1 :iconphobic42:Phobic42 12 15 Flamangoes (NMTD) by ZazzyOptimist Flamangoes (NMTD) :iconzazzyoptimist:ZazzyOptimist 11 3 Belle's Wardrobe in Goddess Scene by autumnrose83 Belle's Wardrobe in Goddess Scene :iconautumnrose83:autumnrose83 75 13



I'm sorry!  I feel terrible about my lack of presence on this website because I've met some of the most wonderful people on this website.  (CarlynnRose and Whytegriffin I'm thinking of you).  
Anyway, I'm here to tell you about a really awesome thing.
Last year, I took a class called Literary Afterlives which was all about adaptation and how literally EVERYTHING is ADAPTATION!!!! Anyway...I wanted to write this paper about the process of adaptation and intentionality focusing on Beauty and the Beast and my own retelling, Beauty is Blind.  Long story short, I had a hard time doing that since 1) my novel wasn't done yet and 2) I couldn't separate me the author of the novel from me the author of the paper and I got really confused and had a minor identity crisis and ended up just talking about Shannon Hale's Goose Girl instead, which was all fine and dandy.
But I needed to write that Beauty and the Beast paper.  It sat and nagged at me all summer, and all of fall semester.  I did my Lit 220 paper on a book called Cruel Beauty which was a sort of retelling of Beauty and the Beast (along with Paradise Lost, of all things) thinking that would satisfy me but it didn't.  It wasn't enough. 

Fast forward to this semester.  I'm taking a class on the writing of women and the writing of women's stories, feminist criticism and whatnot.  A thing I found super fascinating about BATB (I'm lazy and I'm not typing it out anymore) was the fact that the first three tellers of the tale were female (Villeneuve, Beaumont, and de Genlis).  Not only that, but Villeneuve's version was the first literary fairy tale.  All the others were oral tales, but Villeneuve's is a thing of complicated beauty.  Beaumont's simplified version was the first children's book.  And Stephenie de Genlis' 2 act play features Beauty (Sabina) the Beast (Phanor) and their best friend, Phedima, third wheeling it like a boss.  Listen to me as the sassy Phedima in this Librivox recording:

Anyway, not only that, but Villeneuve's female characters kick butt. So it fits the assignment.  Furthermore, for this project, we need to incorporate a creative element.  *cough cough* Beauty is Blind: The Beginning *cough cough*

Okay, so here's Villeneuve's plot:
  • So a merchant has 6 sons and 6 daughters, the youngest of which is Beauty
  • He loses all his fortune and they move to the country, where the other five daughters spend most of their time whining, but Beauty and the boys help out
  • He gets word that his ship has come in, goes off, Beauty asks for a rose when her sisters ask for fine dresses and jewels
  • Ship doesn't have any money really, on his way home, the merchant is welcomed at the castle of the beast and steals a rose, Beast goes ballistic and says he will die if one of his daughters will not come willingly to take his place
  • he decides not to tell his kids but does anyway.  His sons are all like "dad I will save you!" and's like "no." and they're like, "okay, dad." The girls are like "we didn't ask for a rose; it's not our fault..." and Beauty's like, "I will take the rose to the castle!" and her dad's like "no." and she's like "Yes." and he's like "okay." (Who has the power in this scene?  The males? No. Little 16 year old Beauty.)
  • They go, blah blah blah, Beauty is well taken care of, Beast is nice if not a bit stupid and dull, every night they have dinner together, he asks her to marry him, she says no, she goes to bed and dreams about a beautiful fairy and a young man she calls her Unknown and falls in love with
  • soon she gets homesick and begs to go home, she's allowed to for a time limit and warned if she doesn't come back on time, the Beast will die.  
  • She ends up coming back late (you had one job, Beauty, one job...) She finds the Beast on the brink of death and revives him with water, realizes she loves him and accepts his proposal at dinner that night.  They go to bed (and just sleep...nothing happens, you guys.  1740...). Beauty dreams about a very happy Unknown and wakes up to find her Unknown in the bed with her instead of the Beast.
  • But Sleeping Beauty won't wake so Beauty goes downstairs and meets his mom and the fairy from the dream. 
  • Queen: Thank you for saving my son! You're amazing!  Now who are your royal parents that gave birth to so perfect a princess?
    Beauty: Um, actually I'm not a princess
    Queen: What?!!?! You can't marry my son! 
    Unknown: (who finally wakes up because he hears mommy dearest) No mom!  I love her!  I'd rather be a beast all my life if it meant marrying her.
    Beauty: I love you, Beast, but I don't want to make any trouble...really we don't have to be married.
    Unknown: Please mom don't make me marry someone else! I love Beauty! 
    Fairy: (FINALLY speaks up) Actually, Beauty is your equal.  She's my niece.  And your niece, too, Queen. She's my sister and your brother's daughter, the fairy princess of the Happy Isles. 
Belle As A Fairy by CarlynnRose So...betcha didn't know Belle was a fairy princess, huh? 
There's a whole lot more backstory about how Beauty's fairy mom pissed off an older fairy who then cursed little Beauty to have to marry a monster one day and then another fairy got pissed at the Prince because he wouldn't marry her (never mind the fact that this fairy was basically his nanny growing up and he was still a boy and there were hundreds of years of age difference between them).  Also the prince's mom is a badass warrior who goes around conquering kingdoms and Beauty's biological parents show up (she was basically a changeling hidden in the merchant's family when the real daughter of the merchant died as a baby and Beauty was the replacement because people wanted to kill her.)
Basically, everyone shows up and the castle and they're all somehow related and everyone's happy the end. 

Beautiful, right? It's so amazing. Okay.  Going to bed now.  
  • Listening to: Music
  • Reading: Beauty and the Beast
  • Watching: In Earnest, NMTD
  • Eating: those super yummy Nutty Bars


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MrCaptainA Featured By Owner Dec 10, 2016
Happy Birthday, Michaila!
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Happy Birthday! *hugs you*…
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Happy B-Day to you.Huggle! Heart 
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Happy Birthday and many more!
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Happy Birthday, Michaila!
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happy Birthday :D 
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happy birthday !!!
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Happy Birthday! *hugs you*…
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what up girl :D 
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