Francesca Forrest's Blog, page 165
March 1, 2013
safe cracker
The safe cracker's work--she's brushed aside the snow, melted a round hole in the vault, and made off with the treasure. Now the winter prince may rage, and the winter prince may moan, but it is too late. The safe cracker is long gone and what once was ice is water.

Published on March 01, 2013 06:18
February 28, 2013
A retold Fairytale from a friend: The Frog Prince
A puppeteer and graphic designer whom I have the pleasure to know shared this entertaining puppet-play version of The Frog Prince on the occasion of tell-a-fairytale day. I loved its gently risqué tone and its paean to the virtues of water and wetness and the merits of swamp life over statecraft. He gave me permission to share it, and so I present to you . . .
The Frog Prince, by Ed Atkeson
Source: Here
A play for one puppet in a pictureframe theatre. The setting is a leafy spot at the edge of...


Source: Here
A play for one puppet in a pictureframe theatre. The setting is a leafy spot at the edge of...
Published on February 28, 2013 12:54
Jiji watches a video of birds and squirrels
I was looking at a Youtube video of birds and squirrels eating peanuts, and Jiji stood at attention, watching. Then he jumped onto the desk and ran behind the computer screen, looking for them. No luck! He came back around. One of the birds flew up. Jiji's head shot up! But no bird! What the....?
It had the ninja girl and me falling down laughing. We took a video of him doing it:
It had the ninja girl and me falling down laughing. We took a video of him doing it:
Published on February 28, 2013 07:24
February 26, 2013
Tell-a-Fairy-Tale Day

Big Red
Big Red, they called him, a lanky boy nearing six feet tall already.
“Go make sure your Gran’s keeping warm,” his father told him, one bright winter morning. “Make sure she has plenty of kindling by the stove. And here are two rabbits I snared yesterday for her to stew.”
So Big Red strapped on his snowshoes and set off through the woods, whistling.
Wolf Girl...
Published on February 26, 2013 08:16
February 25, 2013
Speaking in Bullets
Here is the poem Vigilante Espresso slipped underneath the door for me.
Speaking in Bullets
We spoke in words
In open air and print and bits and bytes
They replied with executive orders
Curfews, arrests, arrests, arrests
Indefinite detentions
So we raised our voices, at rallies and demonstrations
Spoke with rocks and gasoline-soaked rags
And they replied with tear gas, truncheons
Then tanks and troops and automatic fire
So now we speak in bullets
Scavenged rounds, stolen weapons
Power grows, the old chair...
Published on February 25, 2013 18:32
February 24, 2013
a calligraphy lesson and no-churn ice cream
The town common floods, and there is ice. Some years, the fire department adds to it and makes an ice rink, but not this year.
So, since no one is here skating, we can try to decipher the characters in this . . . poem? Is it a pledge? A meditation? A declaration of love or yearning?
Run your fingers over it, or your toes, or your tongue. Learn the shape of it, and when you know it by touch and taste, perhaps you will have the meaning of it, too.
More tasty, though, is this no-churn espresso ice...

So, since no one is here skating, we can try to decipher the characters in this . . . poem? Is it a pledge? A meditation? A declaration of love or yearning?
Run your fingers over it, or your toes, or your tongue. Learn the shape of it, and when you know it by touch and taste, perhaps you will have the meaning of it, too.

More tasty, though, is this no-churn espresso ice...
Published on February 24, 2013 22:06
True fact
Just now I'm reading aloud an entertaining thread on the Straight Dope message board about practicality of scavenging ammunition on a battlefield--what's entertaining are the impassioned opinions on the merits or lack thereof of the AK-47 (e.g., "The AK series does not have sloppy tolerances. It intentionally has larger clearances than are seen in the AR series ... The AK is legendarily reliable partly because its clearances make it tolerant of debris that would foul "tighter" guns ... the id...
Published on February 24, 2013 11:58
February 23, 2013
new one-shot manga from Tinsil on Tumblr
Tinsil writes,
first three pages of my short comic “black ring”
it’s about two kids making friends
anyway you can read the rest HERE
(link is to Dropbox; you can read it there or download it--28-page PDF)

If you're on Tumblr, consider giving it a reblog (Tumblr entry is here )
Published on February 23, 2013 15:59
February 21, 2013
A Tale of Two Cities
The healing angel and I are reading A Tale of Two Cities together in the best possible way: we're taking turns reading chapters out aloud to each other.
Oh my goodness, if you want to truly laugh at the humor, squeal at the plot twists, and be brought to tears by the romanticism, reading aloud is a must. Now, some of the sentences are quite long and intricate. Sometimes we both get tangled up and have to start over. And yet, when read aloud, the sentences have a way of making themselves clear,...
Oh my goodness, if you want to truly laugh at the humor, squeal at the plot twists, and be brought to tears by the romanticism, reading aloud is a must. Now, some of the sentences are quite long and intricate. Sometimes we both get tangled up and have to start over. And yet, when read aloud, the sentences have a way of making themselves clear,...
Published on February 21, 2013 17:18
The Case of Lauren Gray
Lauren Gray is the owner of a fictionalized life, the result of a decision she made on a day in 1973, after overhearing her mother and her nana talking about her nana’s diaries. “I’m discovering all sorts of things from your childhood and before that I simply don’t recall at all,” her nana was saying. “I’ve been reading them aloud to your father. ‘Do you remember being evacuated from a sinking ferry in 1936?’ I’ll ask him. Some things he remembers, others are news to him too. It’s almost like...
Published on February 21, 2013 12:45