Reading Notes: Week 2 Anthology

The story by the name of "Goblin City" captured my attention. I approached the reading wanting to learn about things I've never heard of and also with the intent to figure out a direction to take on a rewriting. I found almost all of the stories interesting, but this last one stuck with me as one that I could twist into something fun and creative. 

As a short summary, and reminder to myself, a sailor and his mates marry goblins somehow. He figures it out and only some of his mates believe him. A fairy, hating goblins, takes the side of the sailors and helps them escape. The rest of the men get eaten by goblins.

I want to approach this from a fairies point of you and bring in romantic interest to the sailor. I think I need to do a bit of research on the context of fairies in Indian stories and their characteristics, which I believe will allow me to add some interesting twist to my story.  

Goblin City by Laura Gibs

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