Magic in My Childhood: Part two of a series on nonsense and other such things in my brain.

When I was little, my dad used to nod at an abandoned shack tucked back in a wooded area along our two-mile long, winding road and say, "A witch lives there." My dad liked convincing me of fantastical things--a witch lived in the shack, Indians lived on the other side of the lake, Santa's elves …

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Horoscopes and Other Dreamt Stories: Part One of a series on nonsense and other things in my brain.

I don't believe in horoscopes, but I read some of them anyway. Recently, I read this one: In accordance with the astrological omens, I encourage you to move the furniture around. If you feel inspired, you might even want to move some of that old stuff right out the door and haul it to the …

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This or That

No one will ever accuse me of being decisive. Even the simple question of what I want for dinner can send me into a mental tailspin. Things to consider: what I'm in the mood for, what I had for lunch, what I had for the dinner the day before, what might be for dinner tomorrow, …

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Little Velly Northwind

Little Velly Northwind's father was a ghost. Her mother was a conjurer. They raised her ladylike...almost. Little Velly Northwind's friends were skeletons and bats. She kept spiders in her hair. She played hide-and-seek with cats. Little Velly Northwind didn't need to wish for many things. She had every monster she could want, every magic potion …

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