HELPFUL HINT: Dispatches are not arranged in a strict monthly order. If this is how you wish to experience my world, start with the June dispatches (my birth month) and end with the May ones.
In the depths of winter, I conjure flowers. It’s a perk of being a Creator. For those of you familiar with my world, you know that I live in a realm of techno-magical construct. You might think, because of this fact, that planetary seasons would be of little consequence to
Every year, right after Turkey Day, the Holly Zings would appear. These little creatures with the green holly wings would hide in plain sight amongst the other Holly Day decor where they would wait eagerly for the perfect moment to interject a little Holly Day frivolity into someone’s day. Some
From afar, Earth is a marble of blue, green and brown shrouded by an ever-changing, wispy cocoon of white. Zooming in, this placid jewel turns more rugged as mountains, rivers and roads come into view. At night, bright webs of light electrify the darkened land. I can’t recall the number
Peace on Earth. There’s no more powerful or yearned for wish this time of year. Some people believe Peace on Earth means an absence of war or other violence. The way I see it, though, Peace on Earth means more than just cessation of conflict. To me, any world truly
It started with a map. I still remember my sister’s glee as she unrolled an ancient-looking map of Earth in the room above our mom’s tea shop. On the map, emblazoned across a vast swath of ocean were the ominous words—Here Be Dragons. Poppy’s love of dragons had been well
Happy Holly Days! It’s the time of year I think a lot about the small town of Cratersville, where I grew up. Cratersville inhabited a desert valley located within a techno-magically created orb known as Red Rainbow Minor. The aesthetic of Cratersville was a bit of Norman Rockwell Americana with
Turkey Day was fast approaching and the moment I had been dreading since arriving in the Creators Realm was here. For the past few months, I have spent my days cocooned in Professor Zell’s protective care. It was he who encouraged me to remember vividly my past life in Cratersville,
If you know anything of my early years in the Icon Worlds, you would understand why I’m drawn to the Bohemian aesthetic. Both my mom and my sister Poppy were Wanderlores by tradition meaning they lived their lives according to the rituals required of active members of the Tribe*. Despite
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
It was August. Two months had passed since I entered the Realm that would forever be my new home. Back in the small desert town of Cratersville, where I grew up, the weather would be in full furnace mode as was typical for late summer. In the Creators Realm, however,
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