Three Twisted Knots

Not all those who wander are lost.

I’ll be honest with y’all: it’s been a month for The Author. She would like you to know that attempting to sell a house from a long way away is no easy task, that illness sucks, and that she will be taking some time off to attempt to re-engage her blogging mojo after this post. …

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I have been called many things, I grant you, but “safe for children” is not among them. That said, it remains that here we are together, and here you are, deciding whether to follow me or turn around and go home. Now, I could be my usual self and tell you that following me would …

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That’s why I love living here. Take last night, for example (please!) I’m on the telekinephone to my friend, and I remember I’d got a latté on the way home, and, well. This happened. It always makes me feel calm when I get to my little purple lawn with creepers in colours everywhere. I love …

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It’s raining inside again But only upstairs The grups have forgotten The nursery’s up here I’m too old for nursery but they don’t agree How can they know when they never see me? Fae children aren’t grown ‘Til a century’s gone They always forget me I’m alone and forlorn Go away, go away Rain get …

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From Friðros: She brought me to a strange, almost empty landscape in the middle of the night. There was an Oberon standing guard, a single mill on a river, and a massive horn. ‘What are we doing here’? I asked. ‘I’m going to do some making’, replied Gwyneth, ‘and I thought you might find it …

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We ask this of everyone We ask, when they come to us, full of fear or hope or promise or anger, Would you everything to be beautiful? The hopeful and promising ones, sometimes even the angry ones, they say, “No, no; never.” The fearful ones, they wait to see what the others say, and then …

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Some of you know that my Chamberlain, Brán, has an on-again, off-again love affair with photography. He just got a fancy new camera, and of course he had to try it out on me eventually. He started, as he often does, in the Sacred Grove; it’s his favourite place to take pictures, he says, because …

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We used to sayThat come the dayWe’d all be making songsOr finding better wordsThese ideas never lasted long The way is upAlong the roadThe air is growing thinToo many friends who triedWere blown off this mountain with the wind Meet on the ledgeWe’re gonna meet on the ledgeWhen my time is up I’m gonna see …

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First Voice: To wear this world of paper, you must firstImagine how the texture fits your form.It wrinkles there, and here’s a dash of red,and over there the shadow of a path. Second Voice: It’s not enough to be a paper doll;No, you must learn to breathe in two, not threeDimensions: forget depth, and think …

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