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Meditations: freedom

Meditations: freedom | Seeds of Thought: freedom


I want to be free. But how do I get there?

I’m not in a bad situation; I have access to food, internet, money (for the moment), and can spend my time doing anything I want. But the extent of my social circle includes two family members and some vague contacts, most of which came from college.

It’s closing in on three years since I graduated, and since I haven’t kept contact, I feel guilty for…

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What about the dynamics of a version where Beauty and the Beast are a same-sex couple?


I think much of the same applies — what are the power dynamics, what does each party bring to the table or lack in themselves, and what is the climate of the world or time in which the story is set?

I’ve only seen this tackled in a fleshed out story once or twice (wracking my brain for where —I know I read one in an anthology years back, and I think Serena Valentino’s Nightmares and Fairy Tales series did one as well?) . Oddly. I can’t think of a widely published gay or trans BATB (though I am very certain the internet can deliver both in spades!). The ones I have come across are almost always lesbian. A more focused reading of specifically LGBT-themed collections would probably yield a more varied result…

But yeah, ultimately, I think making that change necessitates a  good, solid thesis behind your story, and some thoughtfully conceived characters. The original story sort of hinged on upending “normal” gender dynamics of the day, so, when removing that, something equally strong needs to take its place(or, at least, that’s my off-the-cuff take on it).

An Unusual Request

“Give him back!”

Her voice resounded in the dreary haven. Colorless stalactites loomed overhead, like the teeth of a monstrous beast. From the floor sprouted shade-less stalagmites, like spindles of dusty glass. And at the end of the cavernous hall was a throne of stone. Its fine filigree created a wreath of frozen smoke over the figure that sat there, a tall, man-like figure whose glassy eyes…

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Hi, I just followed you, but I really like your blog! I was wondering, do you know any other places to find European fairy tales with people of color? As someone who liked fairy tales and is a person of color, I would like to know more. :)


I wish I could help more, but I don’t know any one single resource. At some point I’d like to make a catalogue of POC in European fairy tales, but that’s a pretty big task, and I haven’t got very far yet.

Still, here are some that I’ve made a note of. I want to caution that in many of these the people of colour are villains, and often described in racist ways. Not all of these have English versions available online, but I’ll include a link to the book I read them in.

  • Costanza/Costanzo (Straparola) – the heroine is the daughter of an Egyptian king.
  • The Savage (Murat) – the heroine is the daughter of an Egyptian princess.
  • The Ram (Aulnoy) – a black servant named Patypata sacrifices herself in place of the princess.
  • Green and Blue (La Force) – Princess Blue is the daughter of the Queen of the Indies.
  • Stalight/Etoilette (attributed to Murat) – Starlight is a princess of Arabia and is transformed into an Ethiopian.
  • The Golden Branch (Aulnoy) – Prince Peerless is compared to Aladdin.
  • The Hind in the Wood (Aulnoy) – the prince is engaged to a black princess.
  • The Pentamerone Introduction and Conclusion (Basile) – a black slave marries the prince.
  • The Three Citrons (Basile) – a black slave takes the place of the heroine.
  • The Enchanted Canary (Lang) – a ‘gypsy’ takes the place of the heroine.
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When Alma created the world, most of it she made into the Great Grass Plain, which was not a flat place, but rolling like a mare’s back and covered all over with the greencorn and haycorn and the wild oats, knee high, so that when the wind stirred it, billowing, it looked like a mare’s winter coat blowing By The Birth of the Firebringer  (via writingsiren)