by Cerridwen Fallingtar | Nov 6, 2013 | Humor Memoir
Dizzyland ‘Dizzyland’ is what my brother and sister called it, perhaps believing that it was named for the effect produced by the tea-cups ride. My child-self secretly believed that Disneyland was the first level of heaven; I had recurrent dreams that one could...
by Cerridwen Fallingtar | Nov 6, 2013 | Humor Memoir
Hellfire and Carnation “The kids want to know what church we go to,” I complained to my parents. We had just moved from Los Angeles, where the angels are, as the name implies, well and truly lost, to a church laden suburb of Rochester, New York called Chili, which...
by Cerridwen Fallingtar | Nov 6, 2013 | Humor Memoir
Jungles of the Amazon Ignoring the fact that her eldest daughter was swinging through the trees hollering like Tarzan and flying from rooftop to rooftop at the school pretending to be Peter Pan, my mother focused her homophobic anxieties on my brother. Girls could be...
by Cerridwen Fallingtar | Nov 6, 2013 | Humor Memoir
Tortilla Rhymes with Chinchilla One might expect that a school in a town called Chili, pronounced with two long ‘i’s’, chai-lie, the local schools might be a little substandard. I had come from a Junior High in Manhattan Beach where the local drug dealer parked...
by Cerridwen Fallingtar | Oct 30, 2013 | Articles
Japanese Shamanism: Ancient and Alive by Cerridwen Fallingstar “The Queendom of Wa is ruled entirely by sorceresses.” This assertion by a 3rd century Chinese document is the first written record referring to Japan. Of course, every culture, world-wide, has arisen...
