Dreams are like flames; they lure us into their fiery embrace, singeing our souls, transfiguring us. I did not know at ten, when I made my..
Hi, my name is Jellybean Reds and I create little creatures. I’ve had this ability since I’ve been ten. I also design a lot of peace signs..
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..
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Where the Melody of Shalom is Sung
Birds of a Feather
Don’t sing someone else’s song
or the one
you learned growing up
or the one
you memorized in school
Discover the song..
The little creatures became quite the evangelists for the Magic. Who can blame them? We all need a little Magic in our lives. Yes, even yo..
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..
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..
Hi, I’m Jellybean Reds, and I create little creatures.
I grew up in a quaint little town called Cratersville (think a retro-futuristic ..
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Change the world—one smile at a time.
—Jellybean Reds, Creator of ..
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 ..
We used to carry the banner of unity
We used to be guided by the light of a shared dream
Now, we march bearing flags of cynicism
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..
I’ve mentioned my mom several times so far, but I’ve really never written much about her and what she was really like.
Both of my paren..
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..
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—..
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..
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..
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..