More than anything else, the afterlife resembles a warehouse. You join a stanchioned queue and wait to be served by the angels staffing the counters. The line moves slowly but steadily. When you’re called up, the angel already has your paperwork in front of him. He scans it, tracing through the information with an opalescent… Read more Your Personalized If-Onlies Are Provided Free of Charge

Originally, the couturier’s idea had seemed so lovely: The Empress shall wear a flock of birds! She had adored the concept immediately, and it became the couturier’s job to make it so—no matter the expense. The first task was selecting the right birds, which was (the couturier admitted) a challenge. The parameters were strict: the… Read more The Empress Shall Wear a Flock of Birds

Now that Sir Gallant Silkenhair has told his version of the story, I beg the court’s patience to hear mine. My name is Fran. I am not an orphan, nor was I trapped in a tower in the woods against my will, besieged by a malevolent red dragon. My parents are alive and well and… Read more In Rebuttal to Sir Gallant Silkenhair