October 25, 2025

POSSIBLY IRRITATING ESSAYS/SLICE OF PIE: RIDERS OF THE PURPLE SAGE Is ACTUALLY Speculative Fiction! (PART 1)

On October 7, 2007, I started this blog. Eighteen years later, I am revising and doing some different things. My wife and I are now retired senior citizens, our kids are both married, we have a bonus daughter and her wife and we have three grandchildren, (with a fourth on-the-way!) the oldest of which will soon finish his first year in high school, one smack in the center of Middle School; the third almost done with kindergarten. I have forty-five professional publications, plus countless other publications as a slushpile reader, and sometime essay contributor to Stupefying Stories https://stupefyingstories.blogspot.com/.

These days, I write whenever I want to – or when I’m not busy exploring the world with my wife or kids or grandkids. I write and read constantly. Then I discovered that I was writing longer and longer pieces. My new focus is to write shorter; and to write HUMOR. On purpose. Maybe I can still irritate people while being funny. It works pretty well for John Scalzi! We’ll see what happens.

I hated Westerns – the movies, the TV shows, the outfits (EW!) Cowboy hats and horses (EW! EW!) The whole schmear! I couldn’t stand them – Gunsmoke? Bonanza? The Wild Wild West? Wagon Train? Rawhide? Have Gun – Will Travel?

I loathed all of them and would rather spend my time picking my toenails than watching ANY of them.

Then I discovered STAR TREK (I wasn’t TOS (= The Original Series) because at the time, it was the ONLY STAR TREK. I was a fan from the first show and the influence on my then-11-year-old-mind (I was 9 when ST premiered and my Dad didn’t let me watch it until I was “old enough to watch it”…which was when I was 11-going-on-12 aka Season 3 (and FINAL season). I was in love with it and with science fiction. Imagine my horror when I discovered that Gene Roddenberry had pitched STAR TREK as "Wagon Train To The Stars"!!!!

In the blog I’ve frequently reflected on my launch into science fiction culminating years later in my being a published SF writer (with my upcoming new-and-FIRST-TIME-SELF-published novel, MARTIAN HOLIDAY (see post below)).

In an attempt to broaden my reading horizons, I’ve been picking up cheap or free novels and other books when I find them at clearance sales, or at the GOODWILL. I try and grab books I wouldn’t willingly pay money for and maintain some vague hope that “I might read it someday”. So, one day, I (somewhat reluctantly) grabbed a dog-eared copy of a Western book I HAD heard of, obviously, RIDERS OF THE PURPLE SAGE. What I didn’t note above, is that it has the cover flag, “THE GREATEST WESTERN CLASSIC OF ALL TIME!”

OK, I was sold. I brought it home and shelved it, promising to read it “someday”.

A couple months ago, gritting my teeth and wincing at the lurid cover of three cowboys riding horses and brandishing rifles, I cracked it open.

The first sentence did NOT grab me (I leave it to the reader to find a copy and read it (or GOOGLE it)). I kept reading, hoping it would get better. Much to my surprise, it actually DID get better. In fact, by the time I was done, I’d become convinced that it was essentially a SCIENCE FICTION NOVEL.

First of all: alien life forms: horses. I KNOW horses are from Earth! I’ve even ridden one! My brother has a bunch of them and my niece has ridden competitively. But…I’d never really reflected on what exactly a horse WAS. It was a genetically manipulated, living, breathing TOOL. Horses at the time of RIDERS (1912 when Grey wrote it and even MORE so when it takes place, in 1871). 154 years ago were NOT show animals or expensive pets. They were work animals and bred to serve humans in multiple ways and to the best of their deeply bred abilities! They were cared for, but not coddled. They were USED. They were valuable because of what they did, not what they looked like...they were, again, TOOLS.

So, how about this, let’s leap 154 years into the FUTURE: the year is 2179…

Some SF books that take place at that time? NEUROMANCER (W Gibson); GREEN MARS and BLUE MARS (KS Robinson); ENDERS GAME (OS Card); THE CAT WHO WALKS THROUGH WALLS (RA Heinlein) to name a few.

ROTPS is as alien to me as Mars becoming a livable planet, or Earth military recruiting children to fight wars against bug-like aliens.

The world Grey had to imagine was a half-century earlier than his own…

In 1871, Utah was only a Territory! In fact, at the time of the story, there were only thirty-seven US States and California had been one for only a couple of decades. The West was made up of a patchwork of territories and not under US law. They were, in fact, the Wild West. Intellectually, I suppose I knew that – but Grey brings the world of the purple sage to life no less so than Anne McCaffery brought the alien world of Pern to life – and with places, peoples, and incidents even MORE alien that Pern, because I know that Utah actually exists here on Earth.

Example: I suppose I’ll start with the most obvious by first setting the stage: my wife and I love watching movies. We dislike R-rated movies, but will sometimes watch them because of the “historic artistic importance” of them. We recently watched two versions of A STAR IS BORN. We thought we’d start with the newest first – staring Lady Gaga and Bradley Cooper. We didn’t know much about Lady Gaga except her name, but we’d enjoyed several of Bradley Cooper’s movies in the past.

The language? (Let me set the stage here: I worked in an near-inner-city high school and the “feeder” middle school as a classroom teacher (sciences of various kinds) and as a school counselor for 41 years. My son was in the military for 12 years, and my daughter works with teenagers as a therapist. I am no stranger to “the-F-word”). But in this one movie, that singular word is used 74 times. (I’m sure you’d love to argue, so here, write to Hunter Harris at VULTURE (https://www.vulture.com/2018/10/how-often-does-bradley-cooper-say-fuck-in-a-star-is-born.html).

Oddly, even though he’s writing about COWBOYS on the range, not a single one drops an F-bomb. Or an A-bomb. Or an S-bomb...If that’s not ALIEN, I don’t know what is…And there’s not a single OTHER cuss word in the novel. It’s SO squeaky clean (of course the censors in 1912 would have NEVER published a novel with blue language!), that I could give it to my six-year-old grandson to read without fear.

OK – I got that out of the way, so next week, I can delve into the alien world of RIDERS OF THE PURPLE SAGE…and I expect to be just as amazed reflecting back on it as I did as I gradually fell in love with the strange, alien world in this elderly story.

Inspiration: Finally reading RIDERS OF THE PURPLE SAGE by Zane Grey
Image: https://m.media-amazon.com/images/I/616z0KpAjRL._SL350_.jpg

October 22, 2025

A really BIG WEEKEND WRITING UPDATE!!!!!

 


October 21, 2025

IDEAS ON TUESDAYS 687

Each Tuesday, rather than a POSSIBLY IRRITATING ESSAY, I'd like to both challenge you and lend a helping hand. I generate more speculative and teen story ideas than I can ever use. My family rolls its collective eyes when I say, "Hang on a second! I just have to write down this idea..." Here, I'll include the initial inspiration (quote, website, podcast, etc.) and then a thought or two that came to mind. These will simply be seeds -- plant, nurture, fertilize, chemically treat, irradiate, test or stress them as you see fit. I only ask if you let me know if anything comes of them.


SF Trope: complex planetary ecology
Event: “large-scale carbon capture and sequestration projects” (http://cleantechnica.com/2014/01/20/gore-rejects-geoengineering-climate-change-panacea/), http://www.theguardian.com/environment/2012/jul/18/iron-sea-carbon

Logan Andrist frowned and said, “What do you mean they’re going to dump iron into the lake?”

Nkokoyanga Pomodimo, far from her land-locked home in the Central African Republic held tight to the railing of the re-purposed iron ore freighter – a laker – as it dipped down into the swells of Lake Superior. She said, speaking loudly over the rushing wind around them, “The iron will cause algae to grow wildly. As they grow they need more carbon dioxide. As they suck up the CO2, they store the resulting carbon-rich sugars and then keep it when they die and sink to the bottom of Superior...”

“I know what carbon sequestering is! I’m a limnology major...”

She shook her head in the wild winds and shouted, “This is glorious! Feeling Gaia beneath your feet is the most...”

“Wouldn’t that technically be Poseidon? Besides, who gave them permission to do this?”

She turned to catch his gaze and he recognized her crazy, angry look as she cried back, “Who gave all you rich white colonialists the right to pollute and rape our world?”

He didn’t want to shout. What he really wanted to do was kiss her right then and there in the cold spray from the Lake – but he didn’t want a broken face, so he shouted, “I didn’t do any of that! Why are you yelling at me?”

“I’m not yelling at you,” she shouted. “I’m yelling TO you!”

“What’s that,” the nose of the laker dove deep, nearly flooding the deck and driving a mountain of spray over them. The water was frigid despite the hot August sun burning down on them through breaks in the scudding clouds. He wiped his face clear of water and finished, “Supposed to mean?”

“You’re not to blame, old friend, but you are responsible! That’s why the captain of this tub is an old white man!”

“Professor Buddlorem’s driving the ship? We have to go save all of our lives!” Logan let go of the railing; Nkokoyanga grabbed him and pulled him tight.

“The computer is doing most of the driving! He’s just playing captain!”

Logan eyed her warily the said, “How are we supposed to get all this iron into Lake Superior?”

‘Ko’ grinned and shouted, “Now that’s the tricky part!”

Names: ♀ Central African Republic, Gbaya; ♂ Minnesota, Minnesota
Image: https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/e/e1/Falcon_9_Demo-2_Launching_6_%283%29.jpg/220px-Falcon_9_Demo-2_Launching_6_%283%29.jpg

October 19, 2025

Out of Town for the weekend -- back next week!

 NORTHERN MINNESOTA this weekend with wife, daughter, son-in-law, and grandson

Lake Mille Lacs, near Isle!

Wonderful time, mostly!

See you next week!



October 14, 2025

IDEAS ON TUESDAY 686

Each Tuesday, rather than a POSSIBLY IRRITATING ESSAY, I'd like to both challenge you and lend a helping hand. I generate more speculative and teen story ideas than I can ever use. My family rolls its collective eyes when I say, "Hang on a second! I just have to write down this idea..." Here, I'll include the initial inspiration (quote, website, podcast, etc.) and then a thought or two that came to mind. These will simply be seeds -- plant, nurture, fertilize, chemically treat, irradiate, test or stress them as you see fit. I only ask if you let me know if anything comes of them? Regarding Fantasy, this insight was startling: “I see the fantasy genre as an ever-shifting metaphor for life in this world, an innocuous medium that allows the author to examine difficult, even controversial, subjects with impunity. Honor, religion, politics, nobility, integrity, greed—we’ve an endless list of ideals to be dissected and explored. And maybe learned from.” – Melissa McPhail.


Fantasy Trope: Fantastic Comedy
Current Event: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KpIJNGMh0IQ

Aarav Tlak shook his head and said, “Horses don’t talk.”

Kyla Das sniffed and said, “Shows what you know.”

“There’s no such thing as magic; there’s no such thing as a talking ani...”

“To reiterate what I said, you’re showing your ignorance by making such a categorical and sweeping statement. Are you including animals who have been trained or recognize commands?”

“Of course not! Animals can be smart and trainable, they just can’t talk.”

She gave him a long look then said, “So you’re saying that no animal on Earth can communicate?”

“No! You’re twisting my words. Animals communicate in a thousand different ways – some we can’t comprehend, like elephants talking below our level of hearing. But you’re talking about...about...about...talking like we’re talking and animals don’t do that.”

“How do you know?”

“You know what I’m talking about!”

“I could say that you’re a bit of an animal,” Kyla said with a smirk.

“I am not!” Aarav exclaimed.

She snorted then said, “You’ve never had to deal with yourself after you and your gf haven’t had a chance to make out.”

Sputtering, Aarav exclaimed, “That’s not fair!”

“That’s what criminals all say.”

He glared at her, took a deep breath, glared a while longer and finally said, “Proof would be you introducing me to some animal and then me and the animal having a conversation.”

“You’d accept that as proof?”

He gave her a funny look and she burst into laughter. Blushing furiously, he said, “Of course I’d accept it as proof! I’d hardly be a dispassionate scientist if I ignored an actual animal actually speaking to me.”

“Any animal?”

Aarav scowled, “I don’t like the direction this conversation is taking. What do you mean by that?”

She held out a stethoscope and said, “Put these into your ears.”

His eyes grew wide, he took them in hand, and said, “This isn’t funny anymore.”

“It’s not supposed to be. Warm up the end of that thing and put it on my belly – and prepare to be amazed.”

Names: ♀Philippines, Bangladesh; ♂ India, Croatia

October 12, 2025

A SPECIAL IMPORT FROM MY OTHER BLOG: Guy's Gotta Talk About Type 2 Diabetes

Few of you who read my blog POSSIBLY IRRITATING ESSAYS, know that I was diagnosed with Type 2 diabetes about four years ago. At the time, I was writing on another blog about my life married to my wife, who was diagnosed with breast cancer some 11 years ago; some time later, my dad was diagnosed with Alzheimer's Disease; and finally I was identified as a having Type 2 Diabetes. Being who I am, I dove into researching all three of these with all of my intellect and skills of doing online research.

The main reason was that I felt I NEEDED TO DO SOMETHING other than sit around with my hands tucked under my butt. For the fourteen years I wrote on GUY'S GOTTA TALK ABOUT..., I kept the two blogs separate.

But I felt it was necessary to post my GGTA blog here on PIE...not ONLT that I am absolutely certain that what I wrote is liable to irritate SOMEONE, if not the reporter who wrote the British newspaper THE GUARDIAN's article as he'll never read it...nevertheless, if he DID, I'm sure it'd bug him (even just a tiny bit.), but because it's important.

It's important for people to know that they CAN MAKE CHOICES and that no matter how oppressive our world is (though it's our own perceptions that have led so many people I know to despair that the world TODAY is worse than it has ever been in all of...well, at least recent history...anyway, this is just to let you know that I've imported this from my OTHER blog because I think it's important for me to say this...

FORTUNE MAGAZINE on 10/13/25

"Lay’s drastically rebrands after disturbing finding: 42% of consumers didn’t know their chips were made out of potatoes"

OK -- go ahead and read my essay below -- you'll understand why the article above supports my argument below...

Taken from:
10/12/25
GUY’S GOTTA TALK ABOUT…TYPE 2 DIABETES #36: Indictment of an Insincere Rant I Read In An Old Issue of The Guardian

For the first time since I started this blog eleven years ago, it’s going to be about me. I was diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes two weeks ago. While people are happy to talk about their experiences with diabetes, I WASN’T comfortable with talking about diabetes. My wife is Type 2, as are several friends of ours. The “other Type” of diabetes was what caused the death of my Best Man a year after my wife and I got married. He was diagnosed with diabetes when he was a kid. It was called Juvenile Diabetes then. Today it’s Type 1. Since then, I haven’t WANTED to talk about diabetes at all. But…for my own education and maybe helping someone else, and not one to shut up for any known reason, I’m reopening my blog rather than starting a new one. I MAY take a pause and write about Breast Cancer or Alzheimer’s as medical headlines dictate; but this time I’m going to drag anyone along who wants to join my HIGHLY RELUCTANT journey toward better understanding of my life with Type 2 Diabetes. You’re Welcome to join me!

FROM Sunday, December 4, 2022

ANY diet I submit to will be for the remainder of my life. I WILL NOT say I get this whole thing of living with my diabetes yet. I’ve had Culver’s and Dairy Queen treats. I don’t live in a monastery on a mountain top! But I need to control them. I need to substitute FRUITS and vegetables for sauces and rice. Make better menu choices that EMPHASIZE meat and vegetables rather than rice and nacho cheese…(we’re going out tonight, Mexican!)

Like I said, I’m not good at this yet. But I’m working on it. It’s just I have to remind myself that I CAN’T dawdle anymore. This I important. I’ve damaged my body with 65 or so bad habits…

In case you were wondering? This isn’t the last you’ve heard me on the subject of “diet” – and I’m not preaching at you. I’m trying to figure out how to live longer with my diabetes!

ALMOST THREE YEARS LATER…

[As I get a bit ranty in a few paragraphs, I’d like to say that I am NOT a fan of Big Pharma and have been known to rant against THEM at times. But I really, really really dislike insincerity exhibited by people who have a captive and sympathetic audience…]

I now take Ozempic (see LOTS of my previous posts!) and a veritable cornucopia of drugs that help me help me live a happy and productive life.

So, let’s start with the one I’ve had and heard DIRE warnings about. First words from the (OBVIOUSLY EVIL AND ENTIRELY CORRUMPT Pharmaceutical Establishment)

“Metformin-containing medicines are available by prescription only and are used along with diet and exercise help control blood sugar in a number of ways. These include helping the body respond better to the insulin it makes naturally, decreasing the amount of sugar the liver makes, and decreasing the amount of sugar the intestines absorb from food. It is available as a single-ingredient product and also in combination with other medicines used to treat diabetes. See FDA Approved metformin- containing Medicines. Common side effects of metformin include diarrhea, nausea, and upset stomach.”

I’d like to note here that these are ALSO side effects of having children, working a job, eating too much, exercising too much, NOT exercising enough, and tax season.

The deep concerns of others is that metformin will cause Vitamin B12 deficiency, metallic taste, and weight loss (HOW IS THAT A CONCERN??).

The main concern of our fringe friends is “Lactic acidosis, a potentially life-threatening buildup of lactic acid in the blood”. This can make you feel very tired, breathless and faint, so your doctor may check the vitamin B12 level in your blood. If your vitamin B12 levels become too low, vitamin B12 supplements will help.

So, while researching this, I was stunned to read the following in that paragon of British Journalism, THE GUARDIAN: “The American Diabetes Association takes millions from companies that stand to profit from our reliance on drugs. Is that affecting their guidance?”

After several paragraphs of ranting about drug makers and the GLORIES of “just tell people to eat less carbs and no one will need any Type 2 Diabetes drugs ever again!!!!” (That was never written, but constantly and consistently proclaimed)> The closest the author (“Neil Barsky, a former Wall Street Journal reporter and investment manager [and] the founder of The Marshall Project.” (Wikipedia writes: “… a journalism nonprofit intended to shed light on the United States criminal justice system, as well as to promote prison abolition.” How this makes Mr. Barsky an expert on Type 2 Diabetes (he is a Type 2 diabetic), I’m not sure as I’m also a Type 2 Diabetic…)

He states emphatically: “The ADA is far from the only obstacle to widespread adoption of a low-carb diet. Absent a national health education initiative that links carbohydrates to the diabetes epidemic, low-carb clinicians will be a voice in the wilderness. It can be challenging for many people with diabetes to forgo the breads, sweets, pastas and starches that form the basis of many diets. And given the dearth of healthy eating options on the shelves of many American supermarkets, some clinicians I spoke with, each of whom was dedicated to their patients’ wellbeing, said it was more effective to simply prescribe their patients pharmaceuticals.”

So, aside from it being “challenging” to anyone who is Type 2 diabetic; and the (really? Where does this man live? He can’t shop at the places I shop – like CUB, Rainbow, Target, and other easily, widely present grocery stores) “the dearth of healthy eating options on the shelves of many American supermarkets”…they’re all there. Even at the corner FASTANDEASY Mart…they OPTIONS are there.

The problem is that the Human Species has EVOLVED to find the EASIEST way to get their calories. This writer, in order to BLAME OTHERS for his own condition, finds it easier to PREACH the idea of “BLAME OTHERS” for the choices most Americans make all the time, every time, and if you check the annual profits of MacDonald’s and any other restaurant on Earth, available to the fabulously NOT wealthy. According to him, “The losers are the millions of people with diabetes who suffer amputations, blindness, neuropathy, often daily shoot themselves with insulin and eat carbohydrate-rich foods because they simply are not informed about their healthier options. It is not too late for the ADA to, loudly and in no uncertain terms, tell people with diabetes the truth.”

I’m unsure what conclave of Humans entirely insulated from First World societies this writer lives in, but writing this, he provided a MASSIVE boost to the millions of First Worlders searching for someone to blame – instead of choosing not to stuff their faces with fattening, truly horrible foods rather than saying to themselves, “Nah, I don’t need to order two triple-burgers with the works, and a quadruple order of fries with cheese sauce, and my favorite flavored sugar syrup water! I sure wish someone told me that there were sensible alternatives! No one ANYWHERE HAS EVER MENTIONED THAT I DON’T HAVE TO EAT SO MUCH THAT I FEELING LIKE PUKING…or fall into a FOOD COMA the moment I sit down in my overstuffed recliner…”

And as always, I’ll remind readers (and Mr. B) that when I point a finger at anyone, I’m firmly aware that the other three fingers are pointing directly back at me…

Source: https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2024/apr/17/ada-american-diabetes-association-big-pharma
Image: https://www.hcd.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/01/living-well-with-diabetes.jpg

October 4, 2025

WRITING ADVICE: Short Stories – Advice and Observation #34: Shane Tourtelotte “& Me”

In this feature, I’ll be looking at “advice” for writing short stories – not from me, but from other short story writers. In speculative fiction, “short” has very carefully delineated categories: “The Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America specifies word lengths for each category of its Nebula award categories by word count; Novel 40,000 words or over; Novella 17,500 to 39,999 words; Novelette 7,500 to 17,499 words; Short story under 7,500 words.”

I’m going to use advice from people who, in addition to writing novels, have also spent plenty of time “interning” with short stories. While most of them are speculative fiction writers, I’ll also be looking at plain, old, effective short story writers. The advice will be in the form of one or several quotes off of which I’ll jump and connect it with my own writing experience. While I don’t write full-time, nor do I make enough money with my writing to live off of it...neither do most of the professional writers...someone pays for and publishes ten percent of what I write. When I started this blog, that was NOT true, so I may have reached a point where my own advice is reasonably good. We shall see as I work to increase my writing output and sales! As always, your comments are welcome!


Without further ado, short story observations by Shane Tourtelotte– with a few from myself…

I’ve been reading Shane since his first story was published in "Mortal Instruments" in the ANALOG February 1998 issue. He went on to write some forty-two OTHER stories, mostly for Stan Schmidt at ANALOG.

When Shane and famed SF writer, Michael A. Burstein (I'm also a fan of his!) wrote the short story “Bug Out!”, BURSTEIN NOTES: “...we needed an idea for a story. Shane brought with him the beginning of the idea for it. As soon as I heard the idea, I started to contribute more ideas to go along with it, Shane did as well, and we realized that this story would work as a collaboration.”

“But, I'm inherently a nonlinear writer. Shane, on the other hand, likes to start a story from the first word and keep writing until he reaches the end. It did turn out that we both work with outlines, we decided to write an outline for the story first, with each scene numbered. Then one of us took the odd-numbered scenes and the other one took the even-numbered scenes. That way, on a particular day. Shane could write all his scenes from beginning to end, and I could bounce around within my scenes and write whatever I wanted . Then we figured we would trade scenes and rewrite each other.”


Me: To tell you the truth, I’ve NEVER written ANYTHING with someone else. While it worked well for them, it seems like it was more than a LITTLE serendipitous! Honestly, I’ve pretty much hidden my adult SF writing from most people – except of course, my family! My daughter asked me to be a first reader for both her trilogy and her most recent gryphon fantasy; which I happily did! She’s now my publisher as I’m going to take a stab at publishing MARTIAN HOLIDAY myself... (for anyone who’s wondering: “On Mars in 2517, five million Humans live under The Five Domes. But a million others are not considered Human and live hidden lives. There have been 400 hundred years of relative peace. But the Unified Faith in Humanity and finding alien artifacts proving that Humans Are Not Alone is about to change Mars. Revolution seethes. On the brink of upheaval, three natural Humans, four Artificial Humans, and an AI might lead instead...a Reformation to save Mars.”)

Shane Tourtelotte said: “Stanley Schmidt wrote a book entitled Aliens and Alien Societies” I have this book! “…‘Engineering Organisms’…he discusses various means of locomotion in animals…One paragraph on water mobility mentions jet and rocket propulsion, used by some octopi and squids, adding, ‘it's a little hard to see how (the usual sudden and irregular squirts) could be adapted to routine, continuous, long-term transportation. Two pages before that, he also notes that ‘science fiction writers take statements like that as challenges.’”

“Well, I certainly did. My solution was peristalsis; rhythmic muscular contractions that gets your lunch where it’s going could also serve as a continuous propulsive mechanism. It would take a lot of specialization to make it work well, but hey, so did flying. The next idea arose because I imagined these alien creatures as being of whale-like size--naturally more interesting in a story than having them the size of trout.” This mental exercise resulted in the short story “Live Bait”, which appeared in ANALOG’s July/August 1999 issue.


I had a similar experience with my story, “Fairy Bones”.

I live near a park reserve, and while there are no sapient fairies who live there, there are (during certain years) abundant fireflies. That’s the foundation of the story. I add a grandmother whose grandson is “forced on her” while his parents are off planet, and he’s obviously surly and pretends disinterest in everything his grandmother is doing.

She’s doing research into a unique lifeform she’s discovered in the nearby marsh and asks him to help. Bored, he reluctantly agrees – and discovers that she’s been capturing and categorizing creatures that look remarkable like our image of fairies.

She and her grandson bond over their adventure together and end up being a tight pair – and also intent on keeping their secret…while at the same time knowing someone ELSE knows the secret, too. 

There's more than ONE way real life can spill over into story life!