I love the happy endings of fairy tales. But they always leave me wondering: what happened after this? Oh, sure, the story says they lived happily ever after, but is that true? Were they really able to forget everything – and laugh? Or did that laughter – that joy – that happiness – have a bitter edge?
Coincidentally, two of my small works inspired by those endings just went up over the last couple of days: Gretel’s Bones, about – wait for it – Gretel and bones, and Transformation, Afterwards, about what happens after the princess kisses the frog.
Little Red Riding Hood has never been one of my favorite fairy tales. When I was a small kid, I much preferred the stories of the princesses with the beautiful dresses (Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty) or the tales of the girls who went out on adventures and rescued their brothers or princes (East o’ the Sun, West o’ the Moon, The Seven Swans, though calling “weaving together nettle shirts” an adventure of any sort is probably a bit much). Little Red Riding Hood had a bright red hood, but that was about it for the clothing, and then a wolf ate her, and then someone else shot the wolf. Not really my sort of story.
As a grownup, I could appreciate the warning in the tale from Perrault and the Grimms. But appreciating the warning didn’t necessarily make me value the tale all that much.
Still, something about the story nagged at me – enough that I’ve ended up using it as inspiration for a poem or short story or two. This is the latest, The Wolf, up at Daily Science Fiction today. Enjoy!
Another small fairy tale from me up at Daily Science Fiction today, where I ask the all important question:
What happened to everyone attached to the Golden Goose after its owner married the princess?
Read it here.
My latest little flash fairy tale, Mercy, just popped up at Daily Science Fiction.
New from me today at Daily Science Fiction, my little tale The Sword, about that legend of putting a sword in the bed to ensure chastity…..
Technically, this is the second day of Christmas – so I don’t feel too late about posting this: my little holiday story, Pipers Piping, which Daily Science Fiction published yesterday.
Two small things today:
One, Stealing Tales, another very short story up at Daily Science Fiction, loosely inspired by one event in Hans Christian Anderson’s “The Snow Queen.”
And two, my little poem, Burning, is now available at Wild Musette, with a lovely illustration.