This was going to go up during Banned Books week, but then I got a nasty visit from Uncle Rhinovire, and then there was the trip to the Akvariet and then it hit me that neither a short story nor the oral presentation of one qualify, really, as a “Banned Book,” although for reasons that [...]

A fable! About thieves and liars and moonlit wishes, fair ladies, conjurations and broken bones. Not your mother’s fable– no talking animals here. (This, a short entry for the same reason as short fable, which I’d post invisibly if you could read my mind, or at least my file structure, and know where to find it. I’m supposed to be in bed!)