tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post2012683467911292775..comments2024-03-19T03:21:09.378+00:00Comments on *An English Travel Writer*: The Story of Poor Little Red Shoes. Jenny Woolfhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16881781466502273314noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-39222681957099838162014-02-19T09:33:54.982+00:002014-02-19T09:33:54.982+00:00I really enjoyed reading your story and the ending...I really enjoyed reading your story and the endings that people posted (I've also read your own ending). It made me think of the stories from the Andrew Lang Fairy books, and The Rose and The Ring. I like the ending where little red shoes outsmarts Mrs Applecheek with her own terms...Becca McCallumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09339982441409936532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-90054662605478786182014-01-28T06:48:46.007+00:002014-01-28T06:48:46.007+00:00What a brilliant little story even though I read i...What a brilliant little story even though I read it ending first. You certainly got me furious about Mrs. Applecheek in the first half! Perhaps you got to the heart of what matters to any idea-creator. Up to now, I am still incensed when I feel someone is taking credit for my ideas or work, or riding on my coattails by implying they are involved in my project. Poor Little Red Shoes was fortunate to have her soldier. I guess we all need our angels, or kind-hearted people, to help us along!<br /><br />I also had a connection to your calling her Little Red Shoes. When I was a very little girl, maybe 3 years old, my parents got me little red mary janes. I LOVED them so much, I twirled in them around the house, stared at them on my bed, and tried never to get them scuffed. So Poor Little Red Shoes just brings me back to a time when the world was a fairy tale to me!<br /><br />I enjoyed that tale very much. And speaking of tales, I realize it is Lewis Carroll's birthday! Happy birthday to the man who led us all down the rabbit hole ...<br /><br />JennyThe Foolish Aesthetehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17115423516641338460noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-44000280739606145682014-01-12T14:00:36.220+00:002014-01-12T14:00:36.220+00:00ha. a wonderful tale...i read it backwards of cour...ha. a wonderful tale...i read it backwards of course, but i like your ending...its fun to read through a few of the other ideas in how it should end, but i like yours....and your characters are quite engaging....Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-54542698665786191132014-01-11T02:18:44.058+00:002014-01-11T02:18:44.058+00:00Nice twist of your own experience - and good for y...Nice twist of your own experience - and good for you not to have submitted your great story.<br />I'm not good at writing stories in a different language than my native on which is German, but there are quite some examples here for good endings.Carola Bartzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05536486322412234854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-2339286347886056982014-01-10T00:27:52.733+00:002014-01-10T00:27:52.733+00:00oh dear...immediately my mind went to a curse of s...oh dear...immediately my mind went to a curse of some sort, in the lace that bent the old ladies fingers so hard she was unable to collect money, the lace fell at red shoes , the queen just happened by at that moment , figured it out , gave the old lady the boot and set red shoes up in a fancy room in the palace for-everrrr...predictable....Linda Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03070050388987072100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-21763702884632513382014-01-09T17:20:43.354+00:002014-01-09T17:20:43.354+00:00I am a violent American! Read my next book. LOL. I...I am a violent American! Read my next book. LOL. I have issues and you may want to tell everyone that you don't know me. Sonya Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01985227040902078422noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-70601482500660374902014-01-09T00:14:04.897+00:002014-01-09T00:14:04.897+00:00This comment has been removed by the author.Jenny Woolfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16881781466502273314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-83862286995870014922014-01-08T07:48:32.656+00:002014-01-08T07:48:32.656+00:00This was such a wonderful story with a powerful me...This was such a wonderful story with a powerful message! I also enjoyed reading the different ideas for endings. I think we all agree that Little Red Shoes deserves a happy one.<br /><br />JulieEmpty Nest Insiderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10074223969046687064noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-53279844733587049322014-01-07T23:42:54.756+00:002014-01-07T23:42:54.756+00:00Chapter Two of Ending:
Little Red Shoes finally ...Chapter Two of Ending: <br /><br />Little Red Shoes finally stirred from her stupor. Her eyes widened when she saw the grandeur surrounding her. And then she noticed her precious shawl wrapped around her shoulders. Gradually her recollection of what had happened returned. Startled, she sat up abruptly, but her sudden movement caused her to feel quite faint again.<br /><br />“Be still, miss,” said the kindly third housemaid. “You’re in good hands here. The Master will see to that.”<br /><br />“Where am I?” Asked Little Red Shoes. “How did I get here? And where is “here”? I have not a clue where I am or how I got here! “And, who are you may I ask? I don’t understand…”<br /><br />“Why, miss…this is Hampton Manor, the home of Sir Julian Farnsworth-Cooper. He brought you here. You fainted down at the markets, miss…right at Sir Julian’s feet. He said you slapped that wicked Mrs. Applecheek across her cheek. He was very amused. What cheek the lassie showed, he said! He was very impressed; as we all are in this household. It’s time that old dragon got her come-uppance! I wish I’d been there to see it, meself” Chuckled Mary.<br /><br />“Oh! Dear! I don’t know what came over me!” Little Red Shoes declared. “I’m not like that, really, I’m not; but that nasty woman stole my beautiful shawl. This shawl means so much to me. She treated me so unfairly. I just snapped, I suppose. I’m so exhausted; I’m so hungry and I feel so alone.”<br /><br />“Well, miss…you’re not alone any more. The Manor will be your home until you’re ready to move on whenever that may be. The Master will see to it, you can be sure! I think he’s taken kindly to you. He has a very good heart, our Sir Julian, just you wait and see.” <br /><br />From that moment on, the grand Manor became Little Red Shoes home. <br /><br />Over time love grew between Sir Julian, a widower, and our little lace maker. Little Red Shoes became Lady Regina Farnsworth-Cooper, Mistress of the Household. However, she never forget her background; where she came from;,nor did she forego her talent. Her shawls were worn by all the gracious ladies throughout the land; even the Queen and her daughters, the Princesses commissioned shawls from our Little Red Shoes at the beginning of each season.<br /><br />Yes…Regina…there are such things as happy endings! And your story, Little Red Shoes has a very happy ending.<br /><br />Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-15853212365492040342014-01-07T23:42:19.482+00:002014-01-07T23:42:19.482+00:00Chapter One of Ending:
Upset by Mrs. Applecheek’s...Chapter One of Ending:<br /><br />Upset by Mrs. Applecheek’s unfair treatment of her, and the old woman’s refusal to hand back her beautiful shawl, Little Red Shoes slapped Mrs. Applecheek across her glossy red cheeks. Not only did she surprise the red-cheeked woman, but Little Red Shoes surprised herself; it was out of character for Little Red Shoes to behave so. However, she was tired; she was hungry; she had lost her beloved parents. She was alone in the world. Filled with despair, she didn’t know what would become of her. To have fallen prey to the wicked ways of the evil woman before her; for her innocent ways to have been exploited, Little Red Shoes reacted involuntarily and spontaneously. She had no defenses left. It appeared the whole world was against her.<br /><br />Already weak from hunger, lack of sleep and the shock of her striking Mrs. Applecheek across her apple-red cheek, Little Red Shoe swooned and fainted when the big strong man pushed past her as if she was a mere flimsy cobweb in his path. Once more, she felt invisible to the rest of the world. Would there be no one ever again who will notice she existed, Little Red Shoe thought moments before she fell at the feet of the gentleman so gaudily attired in purple.<br /><br />"Oh! Dear!" The tall strong stranger exclaimed as he saw her small, crumpled body on the ground. <br /><br />Swooping down he gathered Little Red Shoes up in his muscle bound arms. <br /><br />"Sometimes, in my haste to grab a bargain, I don't notice those around me. This dear girl looks like she's not slept or eaten for a week and beyond. I'll pay you the five ducats for that shawl, Applecheek; and then I'll be on my way. My carriage awaits over yonder!" <br /><br />A gloating Mrs. Applecheek, feeling extremely satisfied with herself, handed over the glimmering lace shawl to the stranger. He immediately draped it over the prone body of Little Red Shoes. Gently he carried her to his carriage. <br /><br />Upon reaching his stately grand manor he gathered her up in his arms and transported her up the stone stairs to the main entrance.<br /><br />The kindly gentleman was the master of the household; a household that boasted 20 staff.<br /><br />The hand-carved, heavy wooden door was opened by Mr. Rawson, head butler and valet to the master of the manor, Sir Julian Farnsworth-Cooper. After greeting Sir Julian, Mr. Rawson hailed the first footman and Lady’s maid. They lifted Little Red Shoes from their Master's arms, and gently carried her up to one of the manor’s many spare bedrooms. After settling her down on the canopied bed, they instructed the third housemaid, Mary to sit by in wait until Little Red Shoes gained consciousness.<br /><br />Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-55239615013916541362014-01-07T22:22:11.913+00:002014-01-07T22:22:11.913+00:00Send that to IDS!Send that to IDS!Adullamitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15537659871829290071noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-34445323011980352402014-01-07T20:12:43.580+00:002014-01-07T20:12:43.580+00:00This is priceless!This is priceless!Jonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02619128793632680659noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-2980732930295278412014-01-07T19:46:38.578+00:002014-01-07T19:46:38.578+00:00She went sadly off and got a job in a restaurant w...She went sadly off and got a job in a restaurant washing up, since she had no money. She gave the birds all the leftovers and they became her friends. One day they all got together, and swooped down at once and stole the shawl from Mrs A's stall. They then returned it to Little Red Shoes who set up her own stall in the market and sold it together with all the lace she had crocheted with yarn she had bought with her wages. She soon became more rich and successful than Mrs. Applecheek, but never forgot her bird friends! Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-49596037097017672002014-01-07T15:45:10.763+00:002014-01-07T15:45:10.763+00:00and... they all lived unhappily ever after (except...and... they all lived unhappily ever after (except for Mrs Applecheeks of course).Wendy's Writinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06960941625432714363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-40632383220230923672014-01-07T15:18:57.733+00:002014-01-07T15:18:57.733+00:00I just had to come back and say how blown away I a...I just had to come back and say how blown away I am by all the creative ways people came up with an end to the story. I love them all but Jo really hit it out of the park for me with her take! And the ingenious idea from (Mac & Janet) about using a spider’s web to make a shawl. What fun and wonderful suggestions from all … inspired by you, Jenny! And (Joanne) who saw Applecheek as the Queen … a touch Snow Whitish and absolutely brilliant! <br /><br />And I agree totally that being able to blow your own horn is a talent. It is one that unfortunately some of the most creative people lack. Consequently, people who know how to convince that they have what others want do not always produce the best work.<br /><br />(re-sent with correction)Penelope Noteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01965692242969563279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-83369069350001347942014-01-07T11:33:38.996+00:002014-01-07T11:33:38.996+00:00Nice one. I suggest recent heavy rain carries Mrs...Nice one. I suggest recent heavy rain carries Mrs Applecheeks away in a torrent of abuse, that the big strong man is a successful business chappie who offers to sell Poor Little Red Shoes' designs for her (because she obviously needs a bit of commercial nous), she consequently becomes Well Off Little Red Shoes and marries Big Strong Man's son - who turns out to have been doing an internship as a palace guard...Mike@Bit About Britainhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08741370413282813229noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-32428265647217405642014-01-07T06:51:27.318+00:002014-01-07T06:51:27.318+00:00That's a great story! Not sure how I'd fi...That's a great story! Not sure how I'd finish it, but I loved reading what you wrote. Let us know how it will end (in the end) :-)Dreamer Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05457338915229140301noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-30326023671559068242014-01-07T00:16:54.436+00:002014-01-07T00:16:54.436+00:00Jenny, with my first book, I did not understand th...Jenny, with my first book, I did not understand the fine print, and it cost me. However, I learned a valuable lesson, which turned out to be the launching point for my writing career. JJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14692103477055483000noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-54150034793780098082014-01-06T22:39:39.843+00:002014-01-06T22:39:39.843+00:00I'd slap Mrs. Applecheeks across her apple che...I'd slap Mrs. Applecheeks across her apple cheeks and turn them apple red! Well, maybe not...I'll rethink after another reading!Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-20378118024608114522014-01-06T16:52:51.103+00:002014-01-06T16:52:51.103+00:00great blog! love a fellow travel lover! XO
the we...great blog! love a fellow travel lover! XO<br /><br /><a href="http://www.welltraveledwife.com" rel="nofollow">the well-traveled wife ♥</a>emi https://www.blogger.com/profile/03650259915484312321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-61892014344493804392014-01-06T14:28:38.554+00:002014-01-06T14:28:38.554+00:00This comment has been removed by the author.Penelope Noteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01965692242969563279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-58478272678340838672014-01-06T11:55:36.080+00:002014-01-06T11:55:36.080+00:00Well, I was expecting a fairytale but nope, it is ...Well, I was expecting a fairytale but nope, it is back to the real world! Tough.<br />Maybe the little girl could go back to the soldier. He seemed nice.Murielhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07669453005443249990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-39296527293315277432014-01-06T11:27:02.318+00:002014-01-06T11:27:02.318+00:00I'm afraid I have no ending to offer but I'...I'm afraid I have no ending to offer but I'll sure be waiting to see how you finish the story and like some of the suggestions you received. The tale really makes one want to remember to read the fine print.<br /><br />DarlaDarlahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02729017606957829830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-88940339611684888332014-01-06T10:19:24.354+00:002014-01-06T10:19:24.354+00:00Continued...
Thank you for resubmitting your stor...Continued...<br /><br />Thank you for resubmitting your story again Meike (Librarian) (much bungling behind the scenes by me means that Jo and Meike had to resubmit comments). Your story ending is worth waiting for, and I think it is a very clever and creative approach. In terms of "real life" this might translate into "find a gap in the market and make it your own" - another way to achieve success. . <br /><br />Nadezda, Thank you ! "Persevere, pick yourself up and kep going" is the message I get from this, among the best advice in the world for Little Red Shoes.. <br /><br />Relatively Retiring, I was wondering when someone would notice the soldier, who so often has a role to play in fairy tales. And you've summed up the message at the end so well. Taking a chance and seizing an opportunity has often changed the course of history, and it requires a certain boldness.<br /><br />Joanne, I like the story and I LOVE the idea of Applecheek being the Queen! I think I enjoy the idea that our own Queen might wish to have a secret life where she can be nasty as she likes to the general public, instead of having to smile and wave all the time! :)<br /><br />I hope you come up with something, Stephen. <br /><br />Haha Zhoen, she truly would do well if she did this, it takes a certain boldness but it usually works a charm!<br /><br />Noelle, your grandad sounds like an inspiration to storytellers. We do so often listen to stories with the hope of learning something and a wish for all to end well. The joy of a fairytale is that anything can be magic, animals can talk and the world has no limits. <br /><br />Sonya Ann, you're not just a violent American, you're farsighted. Guns will be essential in the top grossing movie of the story cause they always are. But we're looking ten years down the line here, so make a note to claim your consultation fee in 2024.<br /><br />Thanks, Patricia. Not everyone needs to think of an ending But everyone needs to read the Terms and Conditions!!!<br /><br />Friko, Haha, I'm less of an optimist than you about this, since I photoshopped the image of the man in a jerkin from a recent picture of Iain Duncan Smith. Not to make a political point (although I am no fan of IDS) but because he had the right kind of cruel face. (Or the wrong kind, I suppose) :D<br /> <br /> <br />Pixel Peeper, I am writing the end of the story now, and indeed the good guys win all round. I am one of those people who like the goodies to come out on top!. <br /> <br />Bonnie, you put your finger on it, so many people are just desperate to get success that they don't heed the risks they are taking with not only their work, but their whole peace of mind and sense of who they really are. That's probably the greatest treasure.<br /><br />I'm looking forward to more comments, and meanwhile I've written my own ending to the story which I'll post soon. I'm just trying to find some suitable photos which isn't proving easy. But I love having pictures in stories, even pictures that aren't all that good, which these certainly won't be! Jenny Woolfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16881781466502273314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937298116504825290.post-41822411146409320062014-01-06T10:19:02.627+00:002014-01-06T10:19:02.627+00:00How many different routes to the end of the story,...How many different routes to the end of the story, and wise and creative ideas. Looking at the comments that came in, we seem to be putting together a pretty good primer in dealing with problems in real life too. Using law to fight law, getting mutual support from friends, good luck, talent, a gift for being in the right place at the right time, a willingness to think out of the box. <br /><br />Here are my responses and thoughts and hope to see some more comments too......<br /><br />JO, thanks for resubmitting your idea, I love it! In "real life" this would be a very effective answer - a whole group networking to publicise this kind of shabby scheme. Not leaving out the guys, (though admittedly there are not many male lace makers in Fairytale Land) <br /><br />Helen and Ms Moon, I'm glad you enjoyed the story and thanks for your good wishes.Needless to say I will not be entering this particular contest :)<br /><br />Yes, Lindsay, having important people for friends (or being an important person yourself) is probably still the best way to succeed - and it is certainly one of the best ways in Fairy Tale Land!. <br /><br />Haha Maywyn, love the thought of Joe Cocker. So often someone else will have a good idea, or have some power or influence they'll use on your behalf, you can't beat friends with good ideas. <br /><br />Penelope, like the idea that both having talent and USING it is important. Dont you think that talent can also include self publicity, (such as with certain famous modern artists whose work isn't that great but it catches the feeling of the time and makes everyone want to talk about them )<br /><br />Mac & Janet, Work on your talent and THEN add value. that is a wonderful approach and a clever look at the problem. <br /><br />Jon, you pinpointed a crucial point - just avoid getting into this in the first place and read the fine print. And ah, you are a secret idealist! I loved your story ending. <br /><br />Karen, the introduction of well intentioned little mice always lifts my heart in a fairy story. I should have included some. Actually your comment also makes me think of how much I value whistle blowers, etc. I mean people who seem unimportant but can change things in a big way. <br /><br />This comment is going to be too long if I continue, so I'll put the rest of my responses in another comment.... stay tuned....<br />Jenny Woolfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16881781466502273314noreply@blogger.com