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Feeling Ravenous? Here’s a Feast

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We were asked to share what inspired our stories and poems. Please read my note, then check out the entire Winter 2026 issue of the Fairy Tale Magazine to read others’ excellent and heartfelt transformations!

~~From the Fairy Tale Magazine~~

In sharing about her cozy and heartening story “Minerva at the Yarn Shop” Liz Husebye Hartmann says this: “There’s power in community, whether it be fae or human or a little bit of both. I wrote the first draft in Winter, in the post-pandemic years. People stepped up, yarn-bombing, hiding painted rocks, feeding folks (like you do). An online writing group posed a prompt: Write a story where a God shows up. Where else but within a gathering of creative makers, sharing ideas, feeding each other with food and culture and a few risqué jokes? (Cackle)”

We’re so thrilled to publish this story in Ravenous: Food in Fairy Tale.
Find the whole beautiful PDF issue: https://www.fairytalemagazine.com/post/ravenous-is-here

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Ravenous Fairy Tales, Poetry!

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Image of the Fairy Tale Magazine cover Nov '26

I’m delighted that my story “Minerva at the Yarn Shop” is included in this issue! Click in and download your free foray into fairy tales, poetry, and essays on food and fae.

From the editors: “We hope you’re hungry because we’ve cooked up something special! Here’s Ravenous. Our issue devoted to food in fairy tale. Inside are poems, recipes, and fairy tales all about food. There are many works from around the world and we couldn’t be more pleased to share. If you can’t help but devour it in one sitting, we hope you’ll let us know!”

Click here: Fairy Tale Magazine November 2026

© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2026)

JusJoJan26 Day 29: Prompt

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juicy tangerine wedges

January 29: PROMPT. Many Thanks to Cheryl for today’s prompt, as we take a moment or two each day this month to reflect on words that come from the community. And thanks to Linda G Hill for getting us organized!

Watcher Doings Extra: Ferah

“Sittin’ on the dock of the bay, watchin’ the tide roll away…”

God knows she’d spent plenty of time staring out at the waves, the gulls bobbing like whitecaps let loose when the winds picked up on gray afternoons. When cold rain dimpled those same white-capped waves on stormy days, she’d stand in the treasures she’d found in the shed, the fisherman’s long jacket flapping around her long legs, a sou’wester tied under her chin, her feet bare and near frozen, but turned northward. The scene was different than what her deep-forested homeland offered up, and sometimes she thought she’d grown up in the wrong place, wrong time.  

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Hobbies

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Seaside bay, sun breaking through a cloudy sky, waves through wind

© Ayr/Gray

Justin sniffed the icy air, noting a trace of seaweed amongst the familiar salt. A stiff breeze from the north was clearing out the clouds. With it, the temperatures dropped. Huddling deeper into his duffle coat, he wished he’d worn a hat. But Clara loved to run her fingers though his dark curls, and laughing, call him “Pony Boy.” Better to face a little chill as they hiked the pebbled shore, away from the hotel and toward her childhood cottage; he knew so little about her, but was almost sure she was The One.     Continue reading →

Last Leg

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A broken-off supporting leg of what might be a wooden spinning wheel in full sun on pale stone tiles

© Ayr/Gray

To my knowledge, I’m the only one left, just one part of what was once a humming, spinning wholeness. Legend notes the root causes as bad manners and ill temper. Surely other things contributed? All my people were slaughtered, an entire kingdom stopped in its tracks!

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