Today I wanted to share with you the work of an artist who has captivated me for years. It has long fascinated me to see the ways, large and flamboyant or small and subtle, that an artist or creative transforms their own life and surroundings into an extension of their creativity and personal magic.

Folks, it has been a really hard year for anyone working in the creative arts. Between the constantly mutating virus of AI “art” and “writing,” wind storms rampaging through more than one festival, and Helene destroying so many beautiful small business and artist spaces throughout a region known for its distinctive folklore and creative language…we’re hurting.

One of my favorite books I’ve read in the last year was Lissa Sloan’s debut novel, Glass and Feathers. And I am honored to be a stop on Lissa’s blog tour.

"I was scrolling through Facebook, dodging alarming posts about the current pandemic and liking posts that were more distracting, a toxic habit of my own, I suppose. However, as I scrolled I came across a pretty image with fancy lettering that said, 'it costs nothing to be kind.'"

Once upon a time there was a magical forest named Pigwiggen Wood. Nestled in the folds of the Dartmoor landscape, a short walk away from the idyllic and enchanted village of Chagford, this parcel of land is guarded by a lovely fairy sprite with wild dark curly hair, an infectious grin, and a gift for playing her harp so beautifully that even the fey gentry will pause in their rivalries and be led to the dance.