It’s been a while since ManArchy Magazine faded away into the depths of the Internet. Since then, nobody has been able to read what is probably my most “well-received” story (in terms of response, that is). Until now. Fellow writer H. L. Nelson recently solicited it as a reprint over at her online magazine, Cease, Cows and I was more than pleased to give it a brand new home.
If you haven’t read “The Paper Bag Princess”, then you should probably know that it has nothing to do with the Robert Munsch book, apart from paper bags, of course. It’s more about hipsters and banging in bars and cripplingly low self-esteem.
Since it was originally published, it’s been interesting to see others responses to the tale. It’s been enlightening to hear from other people with similar experiences, people who’ve all probably had an idea of who they’d rather be in those shared intimate spaces (be they with strangers or otherwise). It’s nice to know that I’m not the only person in the world who wishes she was Kate Middleton.
So, if you’re up for getting a little angsty, just click below and read: