Tell It Again

I spent a week, sitting on the beaches of Puerto Vallarta, reading this incredible book. Jacob Reckless journeys through the Mirrorworld, discovering sleeping beauties, gingerbread cottages, and the disturbing Tailor, in his quest to save his brother.

Ella Enchanted. Fairest. The Brothers Grimm. Ever After. The 10th Kingdom. Reckless. I'll admit it, even Hilary Duff's Cinderella Story, gives me a little shiver of delight. Genius works, all. I am hopelessly, undeniably, irrevocably, head over heels, swept off my feet, in love with fairy tale retellings.

Including, The True Story of the Three Little Pigs.

...Which isn't exactly a fairy tale... But have you read this?

I think, one reason I love fairy tale retellings is they make me feel intelligent. I smile when I hear, "The shoes are too big" in Ever After, knowing the lines suggests Cinderella's small feet.

Also, in Brothers Grimm, I enjoy watching how each and every fairy tale ties neatly together. "Aha," I think, "so that's how it REALLY happened."

Sometimes, I wish (with a little pixie dust, of course) that real life was more like a fairy tale, with fairies, elves, knights in shining armor, seven dwarves, glass slippers, and happily ever afters. Ah, yes!