Snow White: Can she really sing? Yes. Yes, she can.

From Iceland in mid-1800s translation

When Walt Disney took a chance by creating and producing "Snow White" as a full-length animated movie, it was a true leap of faith. Fortunately for him, "Snow White" was successful and this sweet version has continued to be so.

Ever Sweet

But, this was the purged, cleaned-up, sanitized Snow White.  Brothers Grimm collected many tales, all brutal. Snow White, in her many guises, dates back to mid-1500s. The Grimms wrote much about her, publishing these in 1853 (?). 

I submitted my own version of "Snow White" for a competition for "Sisters Grimm", an anthology of tales. All of the anthology is written by female authors and will be published as a Ubook. This should be released around Halloween this year.

My submission, "Dark and Light, Black and White", was not accepted (Oh, well). It is a tale of darkness and evil, where Snow White has to be more than a pretty girl singing in the glades.

In the coming two weeks, I'll be posting this in four chapters. I sure hope that you'll stick with the chapters, as some are gruesome in the battle of good versus evil.

Snow White "kicks butt", as recent generations say.

Chapter one: Dark and Light, Black Soul and White Heart, Oct. 17

Chapter two: Dark and Light, Where Lies the Night, Oct. 19

Chapter three: Dark and Light, Finally the Night, Oct. 24

Chapter four: Dark and Light, Gone the Night, Oct. 31

Garema Place Blest

From Elephant's Child

Billy Bob and Esther Sue had saved all their lives for this trip, and by golly, they would see as much of this street art place in Australia as they could.

The bus tour gave them 45 minutes to roam about this park in the middle of Canberra called “Garema” Place.

“Hell, Esther, if I’da wanted to look at weird metal sheep sitting on a bench, I’da made one at home,” Billy Jim stood with his big belly balanced by hands on hips.  “Mighty dumb, if ya ask me.”

‘Glad I didn’t ask.’  Esther Sue mentally responded.  She came to a lonely plaque on the sidewalk.  As she read it silently, a tear slid down her cheek.  ‘Well, at least you rejoiced when it came, Linette Bone.’

Billy Jim hollered, “Time to git back on the bus.  Git on over here, woman!”

Esther sighed, looking one last time at the plaque.  ‘Hope you were loved, ….’  Then she joined Billy on the bus.



This was a photo prompt from May 2012.  Its story, told in those very few words, touched me deeply.

Here are some other art displays at Garema Place in Canberra, Australia:

Source: mattewharding.com

Source: Hannah....you must visit this site.

This is a re-post from October 2012, a PhotoPrompt provided by Elephant's Child.  My Switzerland family (daughter Mary and 6 year old grandson Benjamin.) are still here. Will be leaving tomorrow. It has been a wonderful time.

The Red Door

PhotoPrompt #5

Running inside to answer the phone, Shelly called over her shoulder, “Tim, you wait for me before you open that cellar door, okay?”  Without waiting for an answer, Shelly grabbed the phone.

“Shelly…Shelly?  Is that you?”

  

“Hi, Grandma!  Didn’t expect to hear from you so soon after your visit yesterday!  What….”  

“Shelly, listen to me.  I found out about the folks who built your house.  Shelly, whatever you do, DO NOT open that cellar door!  You hear me…?  Shelly?”

A distant scream sounded and then the line went dead.

This was a post from June 2012 and then re-posted January 2016.

This is a post from ages ago, but I liked it.  It is the dark side in me--a dark twisted side.   June 4, 2012 seems so long ago...