I have a bowl sitting on the well-worn, plank table where I am working. The bowl is brass and somewhat ornate. It has seen better days, th..
Outside my window, past the cold stones that frame the sky in this part of my Creation Room, I see stars. This is my private sky—a theatri..
It was turning into a long meeting.
Ever since arriving in the Creators Realm, I had been pining away for the life I had in Cratersvill..
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..
History. If you don’t learn from it, you’re doomed to repeat it.
My father and I were standing on the roof of his theater. It was not t..
Some events blow into storms and sweep into our consciousness without warning—and with such sound and fury—that all we want to do is dive ..
Hi, I’m Jellybean Reds, and I create little creatures.
I grew up in a quaint little town called Cratersville (think a retro-futuristic ..
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..
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 ..
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..
I’ve written many times about how my relationship with the Travelers waxed in my earliest years then waned as the time traveled on. Thus, ..