Writing

A salesman, by any other name, would BS as much

M. J. Magee - Saturday, the 3rd of October, 2015

In fairy tales, characters rarely have names. Who they are isn’t as important as what they are – jealous step-mothers, kind-hearted wives of ogres, dim-witted butter-under-their-hat-wearers…

That’s what drives the story to its end.

Its inevitable, gory, eyes-gouged-out-by-birds end.

Birds - ending every fairy tale happily ever after since 1697. Spoiler: every single fairy tale ever written.…

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Throwback Thursday: the princess, the dog, and the crowd-pleasing comic relief

M. J. Magee - Thursday, the 17th of September, 2015

Back in primary school (think elementary school but with painfully blue uniforms and unintelligible accents), I decided I was going to write A Play.

Nicole, who would have been my BFF had sassy acronyms been invented in the nineties, but was instead relegated to the role of mere ‘best friend’, had been reading Diana Wynne Jones and instead of running through our usual playground favourites – She-Ra and Swift Wind battling across Etheria, Crysta and Zach saving Fern Gully, Peach and Mario doing something so unrelated to Super Mario Bros that I’m still uncertain why I dedicated so much of my free time to imagining myself as a paunchy, hairy faced plumber – she wanted to play out an adventure in a medieval fantasy world.…

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