I still remember the day when a hungry caterpillar inched its way across the top of my Creation Book.
My sister Poppy and I were sittin..
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 ..
Hi, my name is Jellybean Reds. I’ve been creating my world for a while now, and it has come to my attention that, perhaps, I should explai..
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..
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..
Happy Groundhog Day! The day when gobs of otherwise sane people gather in the cold, awaiting that magical moment when a quaintly garbed ge..
At first, I thought I had escaped the worse of it. It was my birthday, which also meant it was Candy Hearts Day.
My birthday flew under..
Welcome to the Official Index for Peace, Love and Little Creatures. Listed here is every dispatch and album I’ve sent through the portal.
The last Jolly Zings of the season are flittering about my head. They’re dropping their remaining bits of glitter and tinsel upon me as I’..
It started with a map.
I still remember my sister’s glee as she unrolled an ancient-looking map of Earth in the room above our mom’s te..
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 twentieth century than the r..
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..
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..
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..
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..
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..
At first, when my sister, Poppy, and I discovered the Magic that allowed us to create little creatures, we weren’t really sure what we had..
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
This is my refrain when I’m faced with the fallout from one of those that’s-not-quite-what-I-wa..
One day, while living in Cratersville, I was doing some rambling in that great Celestial Warehouse where all of the information of the uni..
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 ..
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.
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..