My room is bathed in a supernatural glow. It is the night of the full moon. To celebrate I have conjured a moonlit scene outside my window. Living in a theatrical Realm where everything is conjured by magic, I use symbols of ancient cultures to keep me grounded in real
We all are born into the world unprepared for what comes next. Some of us have good guides. Some of us are left to figure things out on our own. Even the best guides, however, may not be able to guide us to our destinations if we are one of
Hi, my name is Jellybean Reds and I create little creatures. I’ve had this ability since I’ve been ten. I also design a lot of peace signs and flowers (thank my bohemian-souled mom for this) as well as a lot of hearts and other fun stuff. Of course, you may
Happiness is like an elusive butterfly. It is dreamt about, pursued, but rarely captured. Perhaps this is because, too often, people think of happiness as a possession—a thing to own. They think if they have the right stuff, take the right trips, have the right adventures that their life will
It was a warm August night, directly before the start of ninth grade. I was sitting on my bed, when I noticed a faint dusting of confetti landing on my pillow, the phantom remnants of another party that I had not been invited to. The source of the confetti were
Butterflies don’t always know where they will go or how they will get there Sometimes the wind is against them Sometimes they have to take shelter
Hello April babies! There’s a lot going on in your birth month. So, without further ado, let me begin the run down of this month’s happenings. First up, we have April Fools Day. Now, if your birthday falls on April 01, I really feel sorry for you because people are
Cratersville is an Icon Town. This means that it is a town constructed to represent the hopes and dreams of not only a certain era but of a certain land. Cratersville smacks of small town Americana circa 1950s with a touch of retro-futuristic built in. Needless to say, the calendar
It’s a gorgeous spring day in the Wanderlore Grove and I’m flipping through the pages of my Creation Book. Being magical in nature, my Creation Book has an infinite number of pages that will continue to grow throughout my life. Only a certain number of these endless leaves, however, will
Some believe we are made of stardust. Others believe we are souls captured in a divinely crafted body. Either way, many of us are living unfulfilled lives. I believe this happens when we allow society to dictate our priorities and measures of success. This is where the rat in a
I’ve mentioned my mom several times so far, but I’ve really never written much about her and what she was really like. Both of my parents were a bit of a mystery to me as I was growing up. I didn’t know a lot about their lives before I was
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 ceremonial dishes. It was the Night of the Feast of Freedom. We had just concluded the first part of the Telling—that ancient tale where,
The owls were hooting their haunting enchantment as my sister and I slipped from our room. The moon was new and, as was part of the Wanderlores’ tradition, my sister performed a ritual to bless the coming month. I was not initiated into my mother’s magic at the time, yet—no
Today is Earth Day. It’s also—according to the calendar of quirky days—National Jellybean Day. This is cause for celebration! In my Realm, especially amongst the Wanderlores, Earth is revered. There are Legends about its history, stories about how it became uninhabitable and deeply held hopes by the most devout to
It was in my tenth grade year of high school that the pivot happened. Up until this point, my sister Poppy and I, had created little creature with little thought as to what their purpose was. The Blues’ grandmother, Mrs. Fields, was the first to understand that our technique of
In our realm, it was the Wanderlores who kept the realm in balance. It was through their rituals that nature could coexist with the virtual, that everyday wonders could flourish side by side with the Magic, and that the dark could be at peace with the bright. My mother was
At first, I tried to hide them. Then, I tried to make them at the last minute, hoping they wouldn’t be found. I even tried to bake them in one of the ovens at my mom’s tea shop. As a final act of desperation, I tried to split them up—hoping
Spring – Cratersville – Fifth Grade Written by Jellybean Reds We were spending the afternoon in Cratersville. It was spring and we were talking about animals that are symbolic of the season when Poppy mentioned sheep. Apparently she had been talking to Marjorie, one of Mrs. Fields friends, about sheep
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 wasn’t a home, meaning the retro-futuristic, UFO-shaped house in Cratersville where our father sometimes stayed, not the bohemian style starwagon in the Grove
Those who have read my Shamrocks and Rainbows dispatch know that my sister Poppy and I utilized a rainbow to get a little lost creature home. The only way we were able to do this was because of the power that rainbows had already been imbued with through time. A
The sun was rising on a chilly morning as I flipped through the pages of my Creation Book. It was April 1st and I was looking for a bit of inspiration to test the gullibility of my fellow denizens of the great town of Cratersville. I knew all of the
When I was ten, my sister and I discovered an incredible Magic. The Magic came with no instructions on how it was to be used. The only caveat was that if we accepted its contract we couldn’t stop creating—ever. Now, most would have balked at the lack of loopholes, but
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 where the Wanderlores left their sacred Grove to join the denizens of Cratersville to celebrate the change in seasons with a deliciously boisterous bash. Part music
Little Creature Thoughts and Freaky Fun Designs for Candy Hearts Day
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