All it took was one step, one sip, one tumble down the rabbit hole, one big shrink spurt for everything to change.
It always struck me as strange that a nonsense world could make so much sense. Even the vicious queen in her house of cards is not so bad as she seems – after all, what’s so scary about an empire that can be toppled by a poof of breath from a grinning feline?
A little lick of magic makes for a wonderful change of perspective and it turns out the undersides of daisies are just as magnificent as clouds. Even more so, in fact, because the flowers – unlike the clouds – can carry a conversation and won’t rain on my parade. The more I think about it the more I Wonder…
Was it Alice that fell, or me?
Lying here, in this brillig world, with momeraths all around and buttercups smiling down at me, I feel myself shrink to the size of a pinhead. Tiny in my insignificance. But all this gyring just goes to show that I’m so much bigger in the inside.
I no longer know which way is up.
“You’re a storyteller. Dream up something wild and improbable,” she pleaded. “Something beautiful and full of monsters.”
Strange The Dreamer by Laini Taylor
Inspired by Erin Morgenstern’s Flax-Golden Tales, I have decided to embark on my own creative writing blog series, “Wild & Improbable Tales”, as a way to write more freely and more frequently. At least once a week, I will choose a card at random from The School Of Life‘s ‘Small Pleasures’ box and use the image and/or writing on the back to inspire a short piece of creative writing. I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments.