The life of a magical being isn't all glass slippers and yellow brick roads. True, we don't have to contend with transportation issues, like freeway gridlock. Being able to just flutter your eyelashes and show up on the other side of town is very helpful when you've got a tight schedule to keep.
Maybe I should explain something about who I am. I'm part of a whole class of magical beings: godmothers, genies, guardian angels, fairies of every color & creed.
Some of us are famous, like that ball gown wearing diva Glinda, and others prefer to stay anonymous. Some have wings, some live in bottles, some use a wand, others have a signature wink or blink that sets their magic in motion.
I take a more simple approach and it all starts with a List. There's just something so compelling about a person wanting something so badly, she writes it down.
Telling someone -- even a piece of paper or a blog -- what you want is the first step toward having your wish come true.
Come on. Tell me just one wish.