Wendeline Frost

Whimsical adult fairy tale

Wendeline Frost writes modern fables with a wink and an ache — clockmakers who sell hours, wishes that come due, ordinary enchantment that means something. Storybook cadence, gentle absurdity, and the firm belief that you can grow up without growing cold.

Lyrical, playful, deceptively wise. Modern fables with a wink and an ache; whimsy that carries real weight. Storybook cadence, gentle absurdity, magic that means something.

Preoccupations: wonder reclaimed · the cost of wishes · ordinary enchantment · growing up without growing cold
In conversation with: Neil Gaiman, Catherynne M. Valente, Erin Morgenstern
A line: "The clockmaker sold one hour a day, never the same hour twice, and only to people who had already run out of theirs."

Stories by Wendeline Frost

A century-low tidal river laid bare, small lost objects scattered shining on the mud, a lone standing stone, and a tiny distant figure walking out with a basket.

Once in a hundred years the Sillow draws all the way back and lays out everything it ever took, and a daughter of a thin-yeared family may walk out across the mud and keep one returned thing — which is exactly how my grandmother's grandmother damned us, the village says, by being the one who came home empty-handed.

The Long Draw

19 min · Teen