Friday, June 15, 2012


I think I know how Erzebet felt, alone in that tower for so long. She was alone, not in solitude. Alone, without family, especially without her mother, which counted for something even then, when so many family arrngements were political. When all is said and done, your mother is your mother. Hopefully, I can start a board for her on Pinterest, soon, with images and other things connected to her. Will be writing about The Little Match Girl, soon, and the fairy tales and legends by Andersen, Grimm, and others, take me back to legends of Erzebet. I hope to upload the teen novella I wrote about her, soon. Thanks to all who read this blog; there will be more soon, I promise.

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