What happens when Peter Pan finally has to get a job? Or Rapunzel gets a buzz cut? When The Ugly Duckling discovers Instagram filters, can she give herself a makeover? What if Goldilocks went gluten-free? Or if Jack and Jill ran up their iPhone bill? Or Snow White had seven Facebook stalkers?
Here are more than one hundred fairy tales, illustrated and re-imagined for today. Instead of fairy godmothers, there’s Siri. And rather than big bad wolves, there are creepy dudes on OkCupid. In our brave new world of social networking, YouTube, and texting, fairy tales can once again lead us to “happily ever after”—and have us laughing all the way.
Last night I had a dream that where I lived (or maybe all of earth) was under alien invasion, or alien abduction. It started with me getting in a car with strangers (I needed a ride). And then me going to their home (I needed a place to stay). We were in fear. We stayed inside. We learned about the outside from the news. Then I had my dogs. I sat by the front door while the two of them sat on the opposite side, on the outside, separated by glass. Then they were gone. I ran outside to find them. I ran all the way down the block and there they were. We were in the suburbs. People were everywhere. I found out that aliens had started abducting people from homes. It felt like frenzy but I didn’t feel it. I wasn’t scared. There were helicopters in the white monotone sky. I had to help carry dead bodies in sheets. I thought about how there was once life before in these dead cloths. We discussed where to lay them. We had different opinions. I went back to the house. These people wanted to eat my dogs.
This morning when I woke I knew I wasn’t ready. I kept closed my eyes, felt warm and tucked under the pillowy encasing of lashes and skin [stretched]. I fell into another world [softly, soundly]. I dreamt of a british couple. I went on a hike. Or a jog, down a winding dark road. It felt like 6 am. It felt like shadows and fog [black not blue]. I forgot my shoes. I forgot where I was. But I ran. In the background [a voice] It was hard, but then, it was easy, if you kept going. I kept going. I flickered back to the british couple [I was the only one talking in a crowded room]. Oh, where do I want to go? Well, west. I want to go to Arizona. The Grand Canyon. All those places. I want to see California, all the Santa’s. Santa Barbara, San Diego, etc… I want to travel… I…