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2012 May | Yearning for Wonderland

Yearning for Wonderland

There is such a place as fairyland - but only children can find the way to it...until they have grown so old that they forget the way. Only a few, who remain children at heart, can ever find that fair, lost path again...The world calls them singers and poets and artists and story-tellers; but they are just people who have never forgotten the way to fairyland. ~ L.M Montgomery

Faerytaleish Pinterest Contest: Eric Martell

This #Faerypin entry created by Eric Martell (@drmagoo on Twitter)


The old stories spoke of endings. It’s all endings or beginnings, he thought. The old stories all began the same way. “A door, a way, a path, and we pass through. But doors open to those on both sides of the wall.” He remembered his favorite story as a child, of the ancient kings, obsessed with obsession, passing through the same door at the same time without seeing each other, so blinded by their desires they were. There was wisdom there, wisdom he wished all shared, and yet few even sought.

There were some who prayed for endings, he knew. Some who wanted to see what The Enemy looked like, as if it mattered. Fools they were, and more. Whatever hopes they’d had, were frail and tenuous at their best, and now had passed through a door someone who should have known better swung wide.

He knew that the knocks on his own door would come soon. Mothers with babes, young men who had eyed a shop of their own, and the nobles, thinking that hunks of metal and rock, however pretty, mattered at a time like this.

But the shadows outlined the shape of the open door in the courtyard. He wanted to close it, lock it, bar it with stone and steel, but he knew the old stories too well. The Enemy had seen the open door, and knew what it meant, as he did. It knew the magic of the Invitation.

Doors open to those on both sides of the wall, he thought, and knew what he had to do next. Watching the shadows, he stepped through the door at just the right time, and felt the brush of The Enemy as they passed. Behind him, the screams began. And ended.

Inspired by: http://pinterest.com/pin/179158891396699858/

Faerytaleish Pin Contest: Miranda Kate

This entry to the #Faerypin contest is by Miranda Boers (@PurpleQueenNL on Twitter)


Spellbound was indeed what she was when those eyes met hers. The minute she was caught by them she knew she was his. He didn’t need to lure her back to his lair; she was more than happy when he told her he was going to keep her there forever.

She would sit for hours and wind her fingers in his sundrenched hair while he tapped away on the locks that would bind her to him. She would whisper sweet nothings in his delicate elfish ears and run her fingers along the ornate markings on his deeply tanned skin while he wove the iron strands into place. And she would wait for the moment he would pause in his toil and look at her, making her catch her breath as she lost herself in the starlight glow of his eyes. Then he would smile in his quiet coquettish way, and her heart would flutter.

Despite the sparse furnishings of his beach dwelling cove, he made sure her new home wanted for nothing; providing silk cushions for her to lie upon, and a little tray for her food and drink. Then he hung her up high to give her full view of the ocean and they would watch the sunsets together.

As time went on it was the mornings she looked forward to the most, when he would wake her with his poking fingers and open up the door. She would turn and meet his dreamy gaze wishing once again that she could kiss his perfect lips and feel their fullness. But alas it was never meant to be; she could only dance along his finger and tickle them with her own miniature set, while fluttering her tiny wings against his cheek, and making him laugh.

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Foreign Identity Sneak Peek Blog Tour

I know I have been deluging my blog with fairies, so for a change of pace today I will be highlighting Becca J. Campbell’s new science fiction novel, Foreign Identity. You might recall I was fortunate enough to be one of the first bloggers to unveil the cover.

Becca is one of my favorite authors on Twitter (follow her at @beccajcampbell) and check out her website: http://www.beccajcampbell.com 

If you would like to win a copy of this amazing book, be sure to enter the giveaway through Rafflecopter below. As Yearning for Wonderland is Day 6 of the Blog Tour, you can read the exclusive excerpt here: Read the latest excerpt!

Foreign Identity is available at both Amazon and Barnes & Noble as a paperback and eBook. Quick, go buy a copy! Or enter below to win your own FREE!

Since you’re on my blog, I know you want to read my review of Foreign Identity.

You can find Foreign Identity on Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/13608030-foreign-identity. Be sure to add Becca as a friend and become a fan.

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To follow along on the blog tour and see more exclusive excerpts from Foreign Identity, check out the links below:

Blog Tour Schedule :
May 22ndMelody with Words
May 23rd Cover Analysis
May 24thWrite Me Happy
May 25thHave You Heard My Book Review
 May 26thCourt Can Write
May 27thYearning for Wonderland
 May 28thCatharsis of the Bogue
May 29thAaron Pogue
May 30thPen and Whisk
May 31st — Stormy Night Publishing

Faerypin Shortlist Bliss

“Come away, O human child: To the waters and the wild with a fairy, hand in hand, For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.” ~William Butler Yeats

For me, one of the most enjoyable things so far has been seeing the shortlist boards on Pinterest that people are pinning up to inspire them on their journey to arrive at the perfect pin for the Faerytaleish Pinterest Contest.

So I offer you a quick sneak peek into the creative visualization of minds such as:

Jo-Anne Teal (@jtvancouver)

Angie Richmond (@write_me_happy)

Jenn M (@BrewedBohemian)

Go check out their inspiration boards and make one of your own! Remember, the contest closes 6/1/12 at midnight EST.

A Room of My Own: Daniel Swensen

Our third creative space in the “A Room of My Own” series on Yearning for Wonderland is Daniel Swensen, aka @Surlymuse.

His blog should become your new favorite source for writing advice; it is written in a snarky yet informative manner.

1) Please describe your space, describing any features that make it extra special to you.

This is my workspace, where I do both my freelance work and my writing. I use Ubuntu Linux as my operating system. My favorite software applications for work are Zim, Clementine, FocusWriter, and Write or Die. I have my Rory’s Story Cubes on the shelf below the right monitor. The Rubik’s Cubes are there to mix up and then solve when I need to clear my brain. Behind the monitors are several small boxes with paper clips, push pins, etc. The secondary desk on the right is usually piled high with my “to-read” books.

2) What is your favorite/most inspiring object in this room?
The picture of my wife (top shelf, second from left, right next to the Star Wars picture). She inspires me daily.

3) What rituals do you go thru when you want to write in this space?

I take my vitamins, which I keep on the shelf below the left monitor. I fire up some music, either with Pandora or the Clementine music player. I have a number of playlists, each catering to a certain mood or genre. Currently, my “blogging” music is heavy on The Glitch Mob and Pretty Lights.

The rest of my digital writing rituals can be found here: http://surlymuse.com/a-digital-room-of-ones-own/

4) Any other details you would like to share about your special room.

Over the years, all the drawers in my desk have broken. The bottom left drawer inexplicably locked shut and has never opened again. The middle drawer fell out one day and broke my toe. The top left drawer has become wobbly and unstable. That’s why everything’s on the surface of the desk.

Also, buried behind the stuff on the top shelf is the “Perseverance” Demotivator poster (http://www.despair.com/perseverance.html), which I wrote (and got paid for). Still one of my favorite writing “jobs” ever.

Thanks to Daniel for sharing his Room with us. Want to share your Room? Email me at annabbps AT gmail.com with a photo and answer the above questions.

Keep an eye on this space for more writers/artists and their inspirational spaces!

See the spaces of other creatives in “A Room of My Own”!

* Lillie McFerrin

* Angela Goff

* Angie Richmond