Seek the forest. Feed the wolf.

Be brave, be clever, be kind.

I’m here to talk about whatever I want, and “whatever I want” tends to mean fairy tales. I’ve had a slight (read: worrisome) obsession with them since I discovered The Little Mermaid involves cut-out tongues and bloody feet and tragedy and transcendence.

If “whatever I want” happens not to be fairy tales, expect some pretentious nonsense about language, folklore, or storytelling. Once in a while you’ll end up with a bit of flash fiction or a vignette or even a bit of poetry.

Posts are every other Thursday. Goat sacrifices are every new moon. Chaos is always. <3