Journey into My Imagination
“Yeah, you know the one, the wolf, the one I’m talking about. He “allegedly” ate the three little pigs. He claims to be “innocent.” Joe attempted to make air quotes. “I’ve seen all his books. But he’s a mastermind, I tell ya. He’s the one behind it all.”
So once upon a time, there was me. My name is Gertrude – Gertrude. Horrible isn’t it? Well it’s not my fault; all of the good princess names were taken. What? Oh didn’t I mention that I was a princess? Yep, I am, well sort of anyway. I am a princess because my grandma is the queen and one day, when she gets bored, my dad will be the king. It’s kind of just a title, because you see, I am not very good at the whole princess thing.
Princess Penelope just looked at me. All of the other princesses looked at me. “BECAUSE THAT IS JUST WHAT PRINCESSES DO!” they all said together.
What if there are witches in the woods, or strangers? What if there are creepy cottages or dragons? What if the witch that lived in the woods had a cottage and it had lots of candy but all she wanted to do was eat us? What then? Then you’d be sorry for telling us to walk in the woods.
Queen Gertie, cunning and knowing both her kingdom and children better than Humphrey, found the best hunter. The hunter was given gold and the ransom note, which presented three challenges. The hunter accepted.
Shannon McCauley - Author 