One day, while living in Cratersville, I was doing some rambling in that great Celestial Warehouse where all of the information of the uni..
Sand was everywhere. It was in our shoes. It piled up around the chair legs. It formed dunes on the tabletop between the wine glasses and ..
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..
I love birds; they remind me of my sister Poppy. The Gypsy Grove where we spent our early childhood exploring all things natural and magic..
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..
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 creati..
My room is bathed in a supernatural glow. It is the night of the full moon. To celebrate I have conjured a moonlit scene outside my window..
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..
I design a lot of peace signs. You might say that its a trademark of mine. This has a lot to do with my mom.
My mom was born into one o..
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..
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..
It was the last year of high school when I officially designated the day after Candy Hearts Day as Poison Hearts Day. No, I wasn’t having ..
So, I sent my Candy Hearts Day cards the other day.
Yeah, I’m a bit early, but with the dust daemons I’m not really sure when the stuff..
I’m a mouse.
I live in a pocket.
I am shy.
Too shy to come out.
I have a pen
and a piece of paper.
Now, I will write,
Happy Groundhog Day! The day when gobs of otherwise sane people gather in the cold, awaiting that magical moment when a quaintly garbed ge..
It’s that time of year. The season of hearts, candy, flowers and valentines. In Cratersville, where I grew up, we celebrated Candy Hearts ..
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—..
I remember that day when a hungry caterpillar inched its way across the top of my Creation Book. My sister Poppy and I were sitting in the..
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..
Cratersville, where I grew up, is an iconville. This means, besides being a techno-magical construct, it is based on the ethos of Earth-li..
In the Gypsy Grove, when the days grew short and cold, the Travelers would light the candles for the Winter Lights Festival. The fact that..
From afar, Earth is a marble of blue, green and brown shrouded by an ever-changing, wispy cocoon of white. Zooming in, this placid jewel t..
On Winter Wish Eve, my father always threw a swanky soirée. The vibe was much more the glittering ’20s of the nineteenth century than the ..
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..