Be the change you want to see. Folks are always saying that. I know I’ve mentioned this Faire has had me more in disguise than in me-guise (that’s a word now), and I’m sure no-one reading this little blog remembers way back in those strange days after Jasper Cove fell and before the Wylds rose, …
From The Author Fantasy Faire is so many things. For me, it’s a chance to remember fallen comrades, tell some new stories or expand on some old ones, introduce new characters, look at beautiful sites, and of course it’s the best shopping on the grid, bar nothing, nowhere. This year, Queen Gwyneth has sent ahead …
It’s been so long. Yes, as usual, I have spent all my time working. The practical side of faery is no less real than anything else you read, but it does not leave everyone’s favourite svart alfar very much leisure time. This is my last faery tour job before I take a short holiday, and …
I should be used to it, really. Used to the way things appear and disappear and remake themselves. It is Faerie, after all. But that never stops me from just staring in raw wonder at some of the things that crop up. In the Sacred Grove, there’s a new faerie circle with lovely illuminated grass and mushrooms that, …
First of all, they always put you up in a place with a name that only sounds good. “423 Windsor Terrace, LakeView, Limenós” sounds pretty posh, doesn’t it? Yeah. Only the view was posh. The rest was Neo-Modern Flophouse, but I was only there for one night. At least there were no bugs in the bed, and it’s …
We’ve settled in to our digs for the duration of the Great Faire, in the intriguing Realm of Astrid’s Nemeton. It seems to be a mixture of Asatru and Druidic cultures. The denizens here are (mostly) friendly, although some of them have rather large teeth! We brought fae steeds, of course, as one can never be …