Fantasy Stuff

When I was around seven I developed an interest for nature. Instead of playing with the other kids during after school care I’d spend the time walking in the yard. I’d talk to the trees, kicked up leaves, rejoiced when butterflies and dragonflies landed on me, and acknowledge the presence of fairies. It was my understanding that all of God’s creatures had angels watching over them. For the elements, those angels were the fae. Now, I didn’t go out of my way to share this information with the other kids, but my obsession with all things green earned me the title “Nature Girl.”

Till this day I still try to consider all of nature through the eyes of a child. Let’s face it, as a fantasy writer it’s my right, even my duty, to entertain anything outside of the norm. I should wish upon a star. I own a telescope for this purpose in particular. If I happen to trip, what can I do but place blame where it belongs, the six inch trolls of course. My socks are slowly depleting thanks to the sock gnomes that live in my dryer. Unicorns fly at dusk right after they‘ve submerged themselves in water for their daily baths. That‘s where dew comes from. Dragons clear their throats at dawn. That’s why the sky glows red. Mermaids are real. They send dolphins up to the surface to see if the coast is clear, only then do they show themselves. If an ashtray become full, a phoenix will rise out of the ashes. When I cry, an angel holds my hand. This is true. These are all stories I told myself as a child, a few of the memories I still cherish. It’s no wonder I became a writer.

As I sit on the brick patio writing this to post on Monday, I’m holding perfectly still. There’s a hummingbird perched on my hummingbird feeder. They perch for about two seconds then move on. It’s such creatures more than anything that make me think of fairies. Nothing brings me closer to the fantasy genre than to lose myself in nature. So if you‘ve stopped by to pay a visit today, I invite you to take a close look at the beautiful fairy in this picture and dare to lose yourselves in nature.

Have a great Monday.


  1. At first glance I'll admit I saw your faerie pic and said damn she's got a nice waist and belly. However, in the back of my head whispers of your challenge reminded me to look deeper. So naturally I swept upwards to her hand cupped breast, but still I felt the tickle of the challenge urging me to continue. Onward to her neckline, her red lips and then the flowers in her hair. Yet the dare remained, I had not finished it.

    I let my eyes wander, to the smaller fae; two of them struggling to hold onto something I can't quite make out. The third a blue orb that seems to have mesmerized the main character. Then further I seek, my wonder in high gear. I now see the bird and then the butterflies, the dangling fruit like items on the bottom edge and those glorious wings. What seemed to be a simple picture I now can see is quite vivid and to your point, this picture holds nothing to that of the natural beauty we see before us in the vista right outside our back-doors.

  2. Lol, Mike you are too funny. Thank you for your detailed perspective of the picture. I'm glad you were able to see past the fairy's external beauty. As always I am intrigued and fascinated by the male point of view. Still, no more naked fairies for you. :) I don't know how you feel about art in general, so if you haven't yet, you should really check out any painting by Bouguereau. He introduced tasteful nudity into all of his art. They were absolutely lovely.


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