Category: Fantasy

The Horse

This moment is insignificant. She is standing by the study door, the carpet plush between her small toes. In one hand she holds the broken remains of a wooden horse; the other curls around the hem of her dark blue nightgown. Though it is her parents on the other side, she is afraid. The horse […]

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This Moment

This is significant, this moment. Not all moments are. Some are forgotten, even in the middle of them; some simply slip away, drifting through memories like echoes of moments that have come before. Some stick, though. Some draw lines in the sand and declare themselves, some say, “This is who you will be.” The edges […]

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Life Can Be A Story

“Once upon a time, the world was a lawless place. Beautiful people nursed evil in their hearts, and ugly children grew into ugly adults, no matter that they were pure of heart. Girls who wished upon a star might never find true love, and a peasant born would a peasant remain. A person might have […]

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Market Day

They say the woman sold dreams; I’m not so sure. Dreams are easy, their sellers slick. A little too alive, a little too bright, brittle in their happiness. You can hear their laughter down the corridor, feel the pressure of their presence eight stalls away. Dream sellers never whisper when they can splash glitter in […]

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Challenging My Defaults

Remember all the controversy that sprung up when Hunger Games movie audiences realised that Rue (who is described in the book as black) turned out to be – you know, black? A lot of people had defaulted to ‘white’ in their imaginations, and they were surprised when the movie contradicted that. Not all defaults are […]

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Genre Is Not a Four Letter Word!

It’s official – I will teaching a class at Langara this fall! A poster is in the works, but for now these are all of the details that you’ll need. Any questions about the class, feel free to leave a comment below or send me an email at wren.handman at gmail dot com. (ps did […]

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The Storm Crows

Wise ones learn to know the storms. One. Hoofbeats like thunder. A press in the air, the desperation of a thousand hungry men. Copper and steel, raw throats, dirt churned to mud underfoot. The first is war. Two. It starts with whispers; the wise feel it coming, duck their heads and go to ground. Soon […]

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The Fairy Woods

Do you dare to walk in the fairy woods? Do not be afraid. The light falls softly here, and dreams slip through the leaves like wind, whispering their addictive songs. You will listen to them, no matter how much cotton you stuff between your ears; they always listen, in the end, for dreams are not […]

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Black as Ebony

Well, it’s that time of year again. I’m working on my annual Solstice novella, which means I’ve got no time for stories! So, here are some little Easter eggs and fun. This week I’ll post a bit of a novel I’m working on which is inspired by Snow White.   “Once upon a time, the […]

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Fuck Teen Wolf

Fuck Teen Wolf. Fuck American Werewolf, too. While we’re at it let’s add The Wolf Man, Gingersnaps, Being Human (the American AND the UK versions!!), Underworld (One, two, three, prequel, postquel, whatever), and oh that gospel of all things hairy and growly, Buffy the freaking Vampire Slayer. Did you know the moon comes out during […]

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