According to the Eternal Clock, by which they live their lives, the Travelers start the new year at the time of the apple harvest. Not qui..
Before I begin, I should let you know that I don’t have no truck with magic of any kind—at least not if I can help it. I’m not saying that..
My dispatches are like a box of chocolates. You won’t know exactly what you’ve bitten off until you start reading: Some dispatches will be..
When I first arrived in the Creators Realm—the place that would forever be my new home—I was told that no matter what I had lost, it would..
Another school year, and it’s time for your annual reality check. You aren’t going to get this from anyone else, so listen up.
You know how it is, sometimes you just can’t be there for someone’s big day. Considering that I’m kind of stuck in the Creators Realm, and..
It was that time of year when graveyards hold a certain appeal. You would know this time as Halloween. In Cratersville, we celebrated this..
It was a hot summer day when I spied the broken down spaceship in the middle of the desert. Since little creatures are basically clueless ..
Hi, Let me introduce myself. My name is Blueberry Fields—Blue to you, Mr. Fix It to everyone else, unless you piss me off at which point I..
Hi, my name is Jellybean Reds and I create little creatures. When I got this awesome power I made a pledge that I would never stop creatin..
As I grew older, I spent the after-school hours at my father’s theater. This is where I practiced the magic that I had been initiated int..
Hi, I’m Jellybean Reds, and I create little creatures. I grew up in a quaint little town called Cratersville (think a retro-futuristic ‘50..
Everyone needs a place to call home. For most of us, that home is where we are born. Hometowns turn into life-towns ending up as ghost tow..
One day, while living in Cratersville, I was doing some rambling in that great Celestial Warehouse where all of the information of the uni..
Open hands are a common symbol. On Earth, they symbolize protection against the evil eye, a charm of luck, an emblem of happiness. In the ..
When I first found my mother’s secret journals, shortly after returning to the Creators Realm, I flipped through them not really knowing w..
So I was sitting in class one day, staring out the windows at the volcanos that constantly oozed magma and steam but never really erupted—..
Spring has sprung. And it’s time to celebrate!
When I was growing up, Carnival Day was one of four carnival-themed days during the year..
We all get a little lost sometimes. It happens to the best of us. I still remember one Shamrock Day when we were visiting our home that wa..
March in Cratersville was always a grab-bag weather-wise: one day, it could be sunny and hot; another day, it could be bitterly cold and w..
Cratersville, where I grew up, was an iconville. This meant, besides being a techno-magical construct, it was based on the ethos of Earth-..
From far away, the Earth is blue. Wisps of white swirl across its surface, embracing its seemingly smooth surface like a cocoon. Zooming i..
In the Gypsy Grove, when the days grew short and cold, the Travelers would light the candles for the Winter Lights Festival. This may soun..
Gobble, gobble! It’s Turkey Day! Now, some of you may know this day as Thanksgiving while others of you may think of it as Shop-Till-You-D..
Our father had this book. He kept it hidden underneath a velvet-draped table. Whenever we visited his theater, at the first opportune time..