In the Field with Else

White Electric Wind After many moons of wandering over hill and dale, through snow and gale, she comes to a clearing in the woods where the orange glow of a fire crackles, the scent of apple smoked wood meets her nostrils. An old woman sits by the flames, the hood to her cloak resting on... Continue Reading →

Fairy Tale Field Notes: Clever Else

10.05.18 Yellow Rythmic Sun To begin, a full transcript to Clever Else can be read here. Three worlds, lower, middle, upper, this tale traverses, starting in the confined bowels of the heroine's, Else’s, father's cellar where she's dispatched to return with beer.  Have you ever been in a cellar?  When we'd go to Iran during... Continue Reading →

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