In this post, I want to introduce you to some of the people in my life. This is by no means a complete list. Since many of my missives (at the moment) focus on my life growing up in Cratersville, there will be people I know in the Creators Realm who will not be listed here. Perhaps, it’s because they are so important to my current life that I’ve chosen to keep them secret. Perhaps, it’s because—being the daughter of a magician—I know how enticing not knowing can be…
Jellybean Reds: Hi, my name is Jellybean Reds and I create little creatures. I’m the main creative force behind Peace, Love and Little Creatures. I grew up in a small iconville called Cratersville, though my current residence is in a place called the Creators Realm. It is from this locale that I fulfill my duties as the Bard and where I create the dispatches and albums for this site.
Read more about me—Jellybean Reds—here:
A Brief History of Me – DISPATCH
Purpose of Peace, Love and Little Creatures – DISPATCH
Peace, Love and Little Creatures Introduction – DISPATCH
Why I Write – DISPATCH
Poppy Reds: Poppy was my partner in crime when we discovered the Magic. She was the irritating, little sister who always wanted to know all of my soul-searing secrets while concealing her own dark thoughts.
She was the Magic’s sun. She knew its power intimately, fully, with no blurry shadows. She knew all future roads before they appeared, even as she knew the ones that could never be taken once the Magic had claimed us.
She was bright, she was spunky, she was tortured. She’s my guiding star, even now. I, as the moon, will reflect the light of her extinguished sun—forever.
Read more about My Sister here:
Here Be Dragons – DISPATCH
Poppy and Jelly Scenes:
Bring Your Dreams to Life – DISPATCH
Shamrocks and Rainbows – DISPATCH
Carnival Day – DISPATCH
Sand – DISPATCH
Butterfly Dreams – DISPATCH
Travelers New Year – DISPATCH
Turkey Day – DISPATCH
Little Blue Orb – DISPATCH
Fun Dog Birthday – DISPATCH
Cinnamon Reds: My mom was always a bit of a mystery to me. For one, she’s a Traveler and, though I am an honorary Traveler by birth, I was not immersed in the Traditions of the Travelers like my sister Poppy was. Thus, though I may not be able to relay a lot of details of her ritual life, I can fill you in on a few of the things that made her tick.
First, my mom believed that traditions, to be effective, must change as societies grow. Static traditions eventually devolve into two camps of people—the ones with the power and the ones without. She taught me that it’s okay to upset the apple cart, ruffle a few feathers and— occasionally—torch a few tuches to move society along when it becomes stuck.
My mom also believed that, to prevent the societal constipation, people shouldn’t all try to be alike. She wasn’t threatened when people came from different backgrounds or had different belief systems. She truly felt that variety was necessary for obtaining the evolution of a society without all that messy revolution stuff.
Third, my mom was convinced that adopted customs—not dogma—could create a vibrant society that not only celebrates differences but highlights the things we have in common.
Now, you know where I got my gypsy soul from…
Gypsy Soul Stuff:
Rainbow Vibes from the Rainbow Realm – Album One – ALBUM
Rainbow Vibes from the Rainbow Realm – Album Two – ALBUM
Rainbow is the New Black – SOAPBOX
Flower Power – SOAPBOX
Rainbow Power – SOAPBOX
We Are the Rainbow – SOAPBOX
Razzy Reds: Razzy’s my father. He played at being a stage magician while I was growing up in Cratersville. I say “played at” for though the townspeople—and the visitors who flocked to see him—knew him as an incredible magician on stage, his true powers were truly the stuff of Legend—at least, that’s how those in Cratersville would have viewed it—if they had known.
It wasn’t until I returned to the Creators Realm (where I was born) that I learned that Poppy’s and my discovery of the Magic wasn’t as much a lucky find as it was a pre-meditated plot to ReScript the Realms.
Blueberry Fields: Blueberry is my BFF. He and I don’t think alike, but we always respect each other. He keeps the clockwork of the iconvilles ticking properly when the Magic that Poppy and I released, so long ago, mucks it up. He doesn’t give in. He doesn’t give up. He doesn’t take any crap. But, he does have heart.
Bluebell Fields: First off, don’t call her Bluebell. Bluesy—that’s the name she goes by—is Blueberry’s twin sister. Bluesy’s knack with animals, made her the Magic’s natural choice for working with the little creatures.
She also doesn’t take any crap—especially from Blue. Now, that’s saying something.
Little Creatures: Poppy and I really didn’t know what we were getting ourselves into when we started creating little creatures. There were no instruction manuals to guide us. It didn’t require any math, or biology or any kind of genetic know-how either. Our Creation Books (powered by the Magic) did all of that for us. We just had to apply our hearts and souls to what we were doing—along with a few little binding clauses that I won’t go into here.
As we grew older, our creations mirrored the journeys our souls took. This made the little creatures—who weren’t bound by the decorum—even more volatile and dangerous to the icon worlds than anyone could have anticipated.
The Magic: The Magic is listed here because—though people here can’t decide if it is friend, foe or untamed power—they all agree that its existence runs everything from the clockwork of the icon worlds, to the eternal gardens of the Gypsy Groves, to the power structure of the Creators Realm.
I believe there is an aspect of the Magic in each and every one of our souls just waiting to be discovered.
Tessla – Keeper of the Portal: Last, but not least is, Tessla—the official Keeper of the Portal for Peace, Love and Little Creatures. Without her dedication, my dispatches, albums and other posts just wouldn’t make it to your world.
About Tessla – Keeper of the Portal:
Note from Tessla – Keeper of the Portal – DISPATCH
—Jellybean Reds, Creator of Little Creatures