"The Failed Princess And Other Stories With Bad Endings" is a collection of adaptations of classic fairy tales such as "Red Riding Hood" and "Snow Queen".The writer's name is Maria Stone and the book was published in 2010 by KOAN Publications.
In the following YouTube link you can watch the video made for the presentation of the book:
Cover
Death's Head Hawkmoth-vignette
"Wait....."/ adaptation of "Rapunzel",title frame
"Wait....."/ adaptation of "Rapunzel"
"The Enchanted Prince"/adaptation of "The Frog Prince",title frame
"The Enchanted Prince"/adaptation of "The Frog Prince"
"Atropa Belladona"/title frame
"Atropa Belladona"
"Aim High"/adaptation of "Cinderella",title frame
"Aim High"/adaptation of "Cinderella"
"The Piglet"/adaptation of "Hansel and Gretel",title frame
"The Piglet"/adaptation of "Hansel and Gretel"
"The Piglet"/adaptation of "Hansel and Gretel"
"Beautiful Creature"/title frame
"The Failed Princess"/title frame
"The Failed Princess"
"The Failed Princess"
"Memory"/title frame
"Handsome and the Beast"/adaptation of "Beauty and the Beast",title frame
"Handsome and the Beast"/adaptation of "Beauty and the Beast"
"Sleeping Beauty"/adapatation of the homonymous,classic fairy tale,title frame
"Sleeping Beauty"/adapatation of the homonymous,classic fairy tale
"Snow Queen"/adaptation of the homonymous,classic fairy tale,title frame
"Snow Queen"/adaptation of the homonymous,classic fairy tale
"Snow Queen"/adaptation of the homonymous,classic fairy tale
"Snow Queen"/adaptation of the homonymous,classic fairy tale
"Snow Queen"/adaptation of the homonymous,classic fairy tale
"Snow White"/poem-adaptation of the homonymous,classic fairy tale,title frame
"Snow White"
Thick falls the snow, thick, it prevails
Covers the word by linen veils.
With painted lips and hands pale,
White powder, black on the eye
Somehow strange feels Snow White;
A Snow White somewhat old, somewhat alone,
Watching the snow from the veranda;
Doesn’t feel the cold,
But awaits her prince to come,
To kiss her, to wake her up; but he is late!
She stands alone in the empty veranda,
The snow falls and she’s not cold;
But she’s scared when she remembers
And shies off from the wall
Where there is sleeping a golden mirror,
A lake still, in the frost;
Don’t wake him up, it’s at your loss;
If you forgot it and ask
‘Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the prettiest of all?’
It’ll taunt you immediately overall:
‘This white hair?’ ‘Yesterday it wasn’t there!’
‘Your wrinkles have piled up;
You’re no more beautiful enough!’
‘You are a liar this is a prank
My hair is still black!’
Thick falls the snow, thick, it prevails
Covers the word by linen veils.
Small Snow White, into her palace
With mirrors and crystals and glasses
Drinks tea and watches
To the cold snow, the white branches;
The snow is spreading a white shroud
And hanging laces on the branches
… but her prince is late
Who can she ask?
And the mirror is not a liar;
First wrinkles, forlorn hopes;
The snow is spreading white fabrics
That tea helps not at all
The cold seeps in her blood;
Alone in the snow, she now fells cold
The snow is sending white birds
But her prince has forgotten her, he is lost,
He’s far away and will never return.
Thick falls the snow, thick, it prevails
Covers the white neck, the eyes…
Maria Stone
"Red Looks Good On You"/adaptation of "Red Riding Hood",title frame
"Red Looks Good On You"/adaptation of "Red Riding Hood"
"Red Looks Good On You"/adaptation of "Red Riding Hood"
"Red Looks Good On You"/adaptation of "Red Riding Hood"
"Red Looks Good On You"/adaptation of "Red Riding Hood"
"Monster In Love"
In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said: ‘‘Is it good, friend?’’
‘‘It is bitter-bitter’’, he answered;
‘‘But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart.’’
Stephen Crane
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said: ‘‘Is it good, friend?’’
‘‘It is bitter-bitter’’, he answered;
‘‘But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart.’’
Stephen Crane
