Here are twenty-eight fantasy stories for the thinking reader, or anyone who has wandered beyond the limits of perceived reality. Into these stories have gone interminable hours of research and imagination. Each story is different is setting, conflict, and emotion.
Author's Note (A Fairy of Anneliese Glade)This story began with the noble intentions of becoming a novel; however, upon researching the subject of fairies and their environs and behaviors, I discovered in my mind the character of Everilde. Upon getting to know her, the simplicity of her unselfish and child-like existence, I became afraid that too many words would dilute the reality of her illuminating sweetness. Therefore, I offer only a glimpse into her life--a day or two out of many, so that those who believe might know a little of whom Everilde was.I use the term "was" because the events herein occurred in the old country, hundreds if not thousands of years ago. I can only assume that a fairy's days are numbered and that Everilde passed some time ago. But even so, I admit to having no knowledge of how long the wee people live. I'm certain that no scientific confirmation has been made of the life span of fairies. Perhaps she's still there. With that permanent fog of uncertainty hanging over manking, the only thing I can know as a certainty is that Everilde's heart, if still beating, beats with a rhythm in time with our own.
Excerpt
from Time Warp
Basically, the Star Traveler representative said, time warp consisted of reaching light speed by conventional means, and then changing abruptly to an opposite heading. The course change had to be instantaneous or the warp would not occur, and the ship would simply be headed back toward its departure point.
And how might such an instantaneous couse change be achieved, the media asked. That's where the information started getting vague.
"It's simply a matter of side thrust," the rep said. "The thrusters are situated near the stern on the port side. At the time they're engaged, the ship swaps ends, as it were, at a speed greater than our forward velocity. That is to say, faster than the speed of light, and therefore, the course is changed before the thrusters are activated, thus the time warp.
from A Place For Us
Changed and showered, he took the stairs to the lobby. Approaching the same clerk that had checked him in, Joseph glanced at the front entrance to see large snowflakes landing on the parked cars.
"It's snowing!" he said.
"It is July, Mr. Barterman."
"What? What do you mean?"
"Shall I leave the charge on your card, sir."
Joseph struggled to find words. "I just told you it was snowing, man. It's snowing in Arizona in July! And you ask me about the room charge?"
"Yes, sir."
"Cash, then." He looked around the lobby for someone who might be impressed with the impossible weather. The few travelers seemed unconcerned.
"All right, sir," said the clerk. "That'll be six blood units."
"What's wrong with you?" Joseph asked.
"Sir?"
"You said blood units."
"Yes, sir. For one night. There's an ABM machinge by the elevator." He pointed.
from The List
A humid August afternoon had driven Brendle inside to set beside the enclosed pool. Her new home was bigger than what Rupert had given her. She stretched out on the lounger to give the sunlight full access to her slender features. She liked the glassed-in pool. She especially liked it when the gardener or the postman paused to gawk. Maybe she ought to go in the water and let them see the crystal droplets falling from her tanned skin. She mustn't get her hair wet, though. Wet hair was definitly not sexy.
She sat up and realized she'd developed a nose bleed. Oh, bother. Her suit would be stained. She headed for the door that led into a bathroom. By the time she was there, her bare feet were slapping in her own blood. It gushed out with every heartbeat, like an artery had been severed. Suddenly knowing the cause, she rushed to her upstairs room, feeling weaker by the second. The list was in her purse.
The first name was now Frank Maloney, Rupert's barber, a man she hardly knew.
A bloody finger on that name, she said, "I wish you were dead, dead, dead."
And Frank died that day from an aneurysm.
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Reviews for "A Fairy of Anneliese Glade"
Reviewed by persnickety penn
1/20/2009
I agree... sounds like twilight zone to me! That weird weird saying popping out of the air like 'that will be six units of blood, sir" openly goes to show us that our perception of reality is only on this earth, and perhaps, self-taught and absorbed. Yet it still may be only a perception, and not the real truth.
It is just this kind of mixed thinking (the kind that almost hurts your brain physically) that made the original Twilight Zone series so incredibly unique.
I am a book-cover person; if I love the cover, I will read the book. Sorry , I am shallow that way. This cover for "A Fairy..", with its filmy pastel images, really drew me to pursue reading the story.
I came here looking for fairies to relate to ( I am writing a children's picture book on a wayward fairy) and to review the book Rowan of the Wood. It is of the wood, heartily, and in reading it you will want to run out to the forest as well and get absorbed by the nature and passions that are not just rituals, but full of meaning, in this book by Christine and Ethan Rose. I saw the author Christine on here, and I think you can read more about the title right here on this website.
Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very
3/5/2006
A Fairy of Anneliese Glade is an intriguing collection of short stories, all of which
impart valuable messages. The reader of these science fiction stories will find
them self stressed to surface from the enlightening depths of Michael's tales from the
past, present and future. The carried plots closely resemble those of Twilight Zone
fame, except the stories in Anneliese Glade have a definite ending, leaving the
reader surprised yet satisfied.
Michael's writing strength is apparent in his ability to make a story of most anything.
From the secret lives of forest fairies existing in harmony with their pristine environs,
To realistic settings light years in the future, the reader moves them self from realm
to realm, experiencing what the story characters must overcome to learn the
universal and timeless truths that gently remind us of what adversity can teach.
While most short stories entertain momentarily, the stories in A Fairy of Anneliese
Glade do that but more, the truths and messages imparted by Michael's imagination
will linger indefinitely.
I recommend Michael's book to any reader over the age of twelve.
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