Fairy tale retellings

okay so im sure I saw a post about mermaids having their own form of sign language bc sound doesn’t travel underwater, but what if they’ve just evolved without hearing at a certain point? in or out of the water, they have to sign to understand one another. (sorry 

and maybe a girl who’s deaf or hard of hearing is in a shipwreck, and while the others are shouting for help in a cold and soundless sea, the girl is frantically signing. she knows its useless, but her panic flies through her fingers as she falls deeper and deeper into the ocean. the mermaids watch, unmoved, as the rest of the sailors drown, but they recognize that her hands are making words, though they dont have the same language. 

when the girl wakes up, she finds herself on a tiny spit of land, waterlogged but alive, and surrounded by sharp-toothed fish people whose fins shimmer darkly beneath the surface. it takes a bit of doing, but once she realizes that they don’t want to eat her, the girl begins to learn their signs, and vice versa. they feed her and teach her to fish, and she teaches them jokes and sleight of hand.

what im saying is mermaids adopting a deaf or hoh girl as one of their own, and moving their colony closer to the surface in order to be near her and them being a weird fishy/human family and living in their own silent and lovely world

YA Fairy Tale Retellings

I’ve had several people ask for some YA retelling book recommendations, so here are a few of each! I marked my favorites with an asterisk:

Cinderella

Snow White

Beauty & the Beast

Sleeping Beauty

Rapunzel

The Twelve Dancing Princesses

Peter Pan

Aladdin/1,001 Nights

Red Riding Hood

Hansel & Gretel: Sweetly by Jackson Pearce

The Little Mermaid: Mermaid by Carolyn Turgeon

The Frog Prince: 

Rumpelstiltskin: A Curse Dark as Gold by Elizabeth C. Bunce

The Snow Queen

Hunting the Wolf- A Red Riding Hood Story

Summary: A young Lady of good social standing, a Huntsman with a reputation, and a slew of mysterious murders. Can they stop The Wolf before he claims another victim?

(Red is a minor character in The Girl Fairy Tales Forgot, this story is set 25 years before the novel and features more mature themes. Warnings for very brief mentions of murder/ sexual assault)

~Happy Halloween!~

It was almost typical for the scene of a grim murder. Rain pelted the muddied streets, creating puddles of dirt and filth, filling the air with its putrid stench. The night was dark and gloomy. Few people lingered on the streets, for one reason in particular.

This was no ordinary murder.

“The Wolf again, Constable?”

A lone figure hid in the deepest of shadows, cursing the starkness of her white hood. She craned her head around the archway as much as she dared, her fists clenching when she heard the name of the spectre haunting her fellow women.

She could just make out the Constable, his hat lowered from his bowed head. He clucked his tongue, no doubt accustomed to the gruesome nature of the murders by now.

“’Fraid so, lad,” the Constable muttered, his tone stiff as though he was trying not to inhale the aura of death. “Third one this week, the monster’s getting brave.”

Quite suddenly, the young Watchman retched, emptying the contents of his stomach into an archway already filled with the stench of blood and other unmentionable fluids. As he moved, the white cloaked woman caught sight of a pair of lifeless legs, and tore her eyes away. She’d seen enough, had seen enough when she’d discovered the first victim. It was seared into her mind, and she didn’t need to look to know what lay beyond those bloodied heels.

More determined than she’d ever been, she pushed away from the wall. Pulling her cloak tighter to shield herself from the rain, she disappeared down the street, seeking the name of the tavern where she was to meet him.

The tavern itself was calm and inviting, few customers milled about and the mood was subdued. As soon as she stepped across the hearth, she felt a wave of warmth wash over her as though she’d stepped into a Roman bath. For a moment, she closed her eyes. It took a lot of courage to be out at this hour, alone, courage she had to force from her deepest desires.

The Wolf had hunted tonight. It could have been her lying in the archway.

She shook her head, fighting the palpitations in her chest. It wouldn’t do to think about what ifs. She was here- and she would fight. The Wolf would cease to be a problem, and she would grow up to own her own tavern one day.

Her dreams grounded her and she opened her eyes, searching for the man whom she had planned to meet in secret. Her dark hair was damp, plastered against her forehead, and the hem of her white cloak was covered in filth. Wrinkling her nose, she tried not to picture the fit her mother would throw. It wasn’t important. Not now.

It didn’t take long to find the man she searched for. He stood out like a sore thumb, even in the deepest corner of the tavern.

As she crossed the room, she ordered a drink from the bar.

“So, you are the Huntsman?” she asked as she approached him. It came out harsher than she intended, but she supposed it was a good thing. Even sitting down, he was almost as tall as her. A giant of a man, broad shoulders and bulky muscles. She tried not to look. She failed.

The Huntsman took a swig of his drink, before wiping his mouth and silently inviting her to sit in the wooden chair opposite him. She did so, sitting up straight, not quite sure where to put her hands but making sure he didn’t know that.

He surveyed her out of his one good eye, his blind one blue and unseeing. She’d been warned about his fearsome appearance, the white gashes against the side of his face so much more prominent in the candlelight. He looked older than his years, and had experiences to match.

“Remnants,” he said noticing her line of vision, “of a battle with my own wolf.”

She shifted, looking away. Every sensibility within her told her to apologise for staring. She could hear her governess screaming at her in her mind, yet she shoved those sensibilities to the side. Here, she was no lady.

“I see,” was all she allowed herself to say in response.

There was a moment where neither said anything else, and a barmaid came over to serve her the beer she’d ordered. She never got to have beer at home, and allowed herself the luxury here. It would help steady her nerves and her hands.

“You can be at no loss as to why I am here, Huntsman,” she muttered, leaning closer to him.

He tilted his chin, eyebrow arched, and she fought the urge to recoil under his intense gaze. He was sizing her up, and she’d be damned if she’d be found wanting. This was too important.

“A mysterious man, some say disguising himself as a wolf, doing unspeakable things to women before killing them as they lay at his ungiven mercy,” his face was hard as stone, the disgust in it giving her hope. He took another gulp of his drink. “It’s enough to turn the stomachs of even the hardest of men.”

“Then you know I’m here to ask you to help me,” she implored, fingers so tight against her glass that her knuckles felt as though they might burst from her skin. “Help me stop this monster. They say you are the best at finding those who don’t wish to be found, that you hunt more than just geese and game. Help me hunt The Wolf too.”

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Cinderella

Sleeping Beauty

Beauty and the Beast

The Little Mermaid

The Twelve Dancing Princesses

Little Red Ridding Hood

Snow White

Rapunzel

Alice in Wonderland

The Goose Girl

Peter pan

Other Retellings

What is your favorite fairy tale retelling? Any retellings that aren’t on the list that you would recommend?
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Do you like queer fairy-tale retellings? Do you like it when queer characters get a happily ever after? Want to support queer authors? This anthology might be for you. 

“This collection enlisted talent around the world. From students to seasoned professionals, these writers came together to raise awareness and reinvent classic stories. While they showcase a wide variety of origins, styles, and endings, all the tales in this anthology have one classic element in common: a happily ever after.

Fifty percent of this collection’s proceeds will be donated to the Trevor Project, a non-profit focused on suicide prevention efforts among lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, asexual and other queer youth.”

Preorder the ebook now!

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  • Title: Unburied fables 
  • Author: Compiled and edited by Creative Aces Publishing 
  • Genre: Fairy tales, Anthologies, Retellings 
  • Published: October 24, 2016 
  • My rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐/5 

Official synopsis: 

This collection enlisted talent around the world. From students to seasoned professionals, these writers came together to raise awareness and reinvent classic stories. While they showcase a wide variety of origins, styles, and endings, all the tales in this anthology have one classic element in common: a happily ever after. 

Fifty percent of this collection’s proceeds will be donated to the Trevor Project, a non-profit focused on suicide prevention efforts among lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, asexual and other queer youth. 

I have a soft spot for fairy tale retellings, and I’ve always thought the queerer, the better, so it’s like this book was made for me. Unburied fables is a collection of classic stories reinvented, and each one of them offers very interesting twists. 

With several asexual characters, trans representation, and the promotion of so many forms of love (romantic and platonic as well), this compilation has become one of my favourite reads of the year. 

I really enjoyed every story in this anthology but my favourite ones are “Handsome and the Beast”, “Odd”, “Match Sticks”, and “Beauty’s Beast”.

chaoslaborantin  asked:

1/2 I've read "The Star-touched Queen" because of your rec and I'm astounded abohow much it alludes to "East of the Sun, West of the Moon" motifs. Do you know if the tale is common in India too or did the author mix tales? Currently, I read the second book, "The Crown of Wishes", and I like it better so far, as I've had some issues with the first book like the very flowery writing, the romance, and the whole story about the suicide command by Mayavati's father and the fact that she forgives him.

2/2 In the end, he commands her to kill herself instead of doing it himself so he can feel better about it, like “she has chosen to do it herself, so I’m not a monster” but it’s still an horrible act. But I liked the female characters like Kamala, or the relationship between Mayavati and Gauri and how Gauri shows respect for Dhina. I prefer the second book because there’s more drive between the two leading characters, the writing isn’t as flowery while the beginning is much more interesting.

I’m glad you liked The Star-Touched Queen! And yes, I actually asked Roshani Chokshi via Twitter about the tales she was inspired by. There is actually Hindu mythology that fits the “Lost Bridegroom” motif, so she was inspired by that and the tale type more generally. People tend to compare STQ to Hades & Persephone, but I really only see that in the fact that Amar is a God of Death. It’s a related story structure, but not quite the same. It’s more closely linked to “East of the Sun and West of the Moon,” the Hindu mythology, and other similar tales.

I haven’t gotten a chance to read Crown of Wishes yet! I’d forgotten it had come out! *gasp* I’ll have to run by B&N this week to pick it up (I’m already sure I’ll love it).

Challenge Your Shelf || October 2016

Day  20: A Retelling 

Not all retellings are based on fairytales like Crimson Bound and Winter. Some, like Crash and Head in the Clouds subtly include elements that mirror other classical books. 

To celebrate Asexual Awareness Week, I recommend you all to read Unburied fables, edited by Creative Aces Publishing

It’s a faboulous compilation of fairy tale retellings, and all the stories have something in common: canonically MOGAI characters and happy endings 💜

One of the things I love about Robin McKinley’s Beast from her retelling “Beauty” is that he doesn’t just have a deep rumbling voice and can roar when he chooses to; when the Beast laughs, it’s a mixture of a bark and a roar. His voice is too deep, too growling, even when he’s trying to be gentle. His roar ha some sort of magic in it that can’t be blocked out, no matter how much you try. He can’t chew at all normally, his mouth made for tearing flesh; and he isn’t a mix of different animals, like a boar or buffalo or bear or wolf, he’s something that while mammalian, can’t otherwise be described. And he’s an older beast, over 200 in Beast years and 40 in human years. His crime was only a small stumble from his families outrageous piety.

Beauty in this version is a homely scholar, entirely devoted to her family, a lover of Greek and Latin, of epics and philosophy, awkward and gangly but strong in body and spirit who grows and matures dramatically whenever her circumstances change, who is willing to risk everything for what she knows is right, is kind, is daring, who proves to be powerful despite her only thinking she’s a small, mousy looking girl.

McKinley’s second retelling of Beauty and the Beast, Rose Daughter, is even better: the Beast doesn’t have one concrete shape for most of the book, and is so huge and so dark, that his features are hardly discernible, except that maybe one day he has scales, another day a mane, the next a salamander’s tail. His voice is so deep that you can hardly understand his words, his only companion a house cat. The curse causes him to shift appearance so much that he’s difficult to focus on or look at. And his crime was finding knowledge meant to be unattainable.

Beauty in Rose Daughter is a shy gardener and lover of nature in all its beauty and grime, a gentle helper of plants and animals alike, a dormant witch. Her character must rebuild her relationship with a cold and cruel family who change for the best when their circumstances do, only for her to be taken away from them when they’re most close. She is a young woman whose first protection is a gift from a salamander.

I love how one author created such vastly different versions of the same story, each version of the main characters completely differ from one another but entirely fascinating and likable worlds they inhabit reflecting those differences.

Point being if you love fairy tale retellings and/beauty and the beast and/or good fantasy, read Robin McKinley’s Beauty and Rose Daughter (and honestly all of her books which all have amazingly different and strong female main characters).