Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy


February 10th 2018

“You’re … her?” Paula asked. “If, by “her”, you mean the Spirit of Revenge, then yes,” Ava replied, smiling. “Wow,” Paula said, suddenly self-conscious. “Sit down, sweet cheeks; you talk, I’ll pour, and we’ll get to a plan,” Ava added, moving things along. “I’m a busy little agent of consequence these days.” “Sure … sorry,” […]

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July 6th 2017

It was a day like any other, nondescript and congenial – a page lifted from a thousand pastorals. “We must root out distraction,” Cynthia had said and, indeed, a feeling of being lulled into contentment was attempting to insert itself into Evelyn’s morning constitutional. “Let the day be lazy; you must remain vigilant,” Cynthia had […]

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June 24th 2017

“What are you doing, Grandma?” Toby asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “Drinking champagne,” his grandmother answered proudly, setting her glass down and lifting him up to the breakfast counter while hugging him tightly. “Mom and Dad only do that kind of stuff at night,” Toby yawned. “I’m older than they are and I […]

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January 12th 2017

“It took a long time for me to trust you,” Sarah had written, “but your warmth and charm won me over. Even though you’ve decided to end our relationship, I think your love for and belief in people has forever changed me.” He paused a moment to smile. “At the very least, I’ll read the […]

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November 19th 2016

“And as you open your eyes, breathing normally, move as you feel inspired to move and come into a seated position if that’s not too uncomfortable for you,” the instructor said. The participants sat up slowly, stretching and blinking. “Does anyone want to share what they learned from talking to their needs today?” “Well, I […]

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June 13th 2016

He began to stir, already healing from the damage, and someone yelled that they’d found a “survivor”. The word was curious to him as he could not identify with it; death was no nearer to him on that day than it had been on any other since the change. “I can stand,” he said to […]

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April 5th 2016

She yelled at him from the house, giving him directions … supervising his work. He had manicured a spot in the yard exactly to her liking (everything he did had to be done exactly to her liking) and now she was excited about an afternoon of reading in the sun. “Spread the sunning quilt out […]

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March 16th 2016

“It’ll get to the point where you’ll wonder if we’re doing our job,” Pitch said, lacing his fingers together. “Their life will be so good and seemingly so blessed that you’ll despair.” “Everyone does,” Fost added. “But the entire point is to position the target as high as we possibly can,” Pitch continued, “so that […]

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February 26th 2016

“I know, I know, he treats me like garbage,” she told them. “And I know that I should leave.” They all nodded. “Honestly, ” one said, shaking their head, “I don’t know why you’ve stayed this long.” “Well, mostly, it’s because he finds me so irritating. I’m really getting into annoying him all day every […]

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December 8th 2015

Chloe stood where instructed behind the curtain and told her story into the mic with a clear, strong voice: what wrong had been done to her, when, and by whom. She pledged a bit of money (with apologies that it couldn’t be more) and a homemade cherry pie. Afterwards, she thanked the listeners and stepped […]

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