Cooking Up Fairies

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When Wallie and I read today’s “Daily Prompt” the first thing I did was put Wallie in the kitchen with a plate of cookies and tell him to behave. If there is one thing Wallie is, it is not self-deprecating. He has a very high opinion of himself.

It can be awkward to share one’s strengths if you are insecure. Some people like to keep their cards hidden. I follow this line, preferring to show the product of my talent and see what others think without praising it myself. After all, it would be terribly awkward if you professed yourself the greatest poet who ever lived and then wrote, I don’t know:

“Tee-hee,” quoth she, and we were shot:

These classics without classic thought!

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How to Fail the GRE and Enjoy the Fall

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We confess.  We are poor students and it’s mostly Wallie’s fault.  A few summers ago when I was studying for that hideous demon of all tests, that HORROR of my existence, my little Impish friend had the best ideas for making study fun.  To bolster our vocabulary, instead of reading we wrote a series of short scenes using words from our GRE study list.  We drew pictures to visualize the–vocabulary.

To be fair, it was not the Verbal we failed.

One of our favorite fictions from this time of sweat and tears, frequently reread, involves two characters from the show and film “Dark Shadows.”  How and why is little David forced to hide in Barnabas’s coffin-room?  Good question.  There are other questions, too.  The answers I leave to your imagination.

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Salazar Slytherin

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It’s a rare idea that can inspire a great deal of art in others. Sometimes (just sometimes) the inspired art takes its subject to a whole new level. J. K. Rowling’s magical world in the Harry Potter series is a sandbox for the imagination, and artists and writers alike have done fabulous work illuminating the dark corners of her fantasy.

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Eight Arms and Six Eyes

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Yesterday, the Imp and I read a most provocative post prompt. The “Brand New You, Effective Tomorrow,” was very interesting to me—I have a secret itch to be the hula hoop artist in Cirque du Soleil—but Wallie was indignant. He couldn’t think of anyone he would rather be.

He told my friend in Impish (the language of the Imps) that he wouldn’t be anyone with less than eight arms and six eyes. I don’t know why he didn’t throw in two heads. But he was very adamant, and that was that.

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The Mouth of Wagoc

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It has been a long time since Wallie last posted anything. For this he apologizes. It has not been an easy November (or December) for the poor little imp.  This is our response to the Daily Prompt–relating a time when ‘everything seemed to be going wrong and then, suddenly, you knew it would be right.’

This didn’t necessarily happen to ourselves. Sometimes, you have to meet the real world with fantasy. So: ‘The Mouth of Wagoc.’

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