As the Season of Goodwill approaches, we talk with writer Annalinde Matichei about all-girl Seasonal Stories, We learn about a “lost” one and have the honor to present a very small new one!

AGW: Miss Matichei, you wrote our favorite all-girl seasonal story ever, The Dream Key. we are recommending everyone to read it this season, even if they have read it before.

AM: Thank you very much. I am honored.

AGW: We are honored to host the story. Was this your first Nativity story?

AM: It was my first published one, although I did help prepare “Home for Christmas” in Enter Amelia Bingham That was Miss Falconer’s story though. Actually there is another seasonal Amelia Bingham story that I helped tidy up for the book, but neither Miss Falconer nor I were over-keen on it, and we felt two seasonal stories were a bit much anyway, so it never made the book.

AGW: You mean there is a “lost” Amelia Bingham story?

AM: That’s right.

AGW: Any more?

AM: No – at least that’s the only one I know of.

AGW: We’d love to have that at All Girl Worlds.

AM: You’ll need to talk with Miss Falconer, of course: though I know she isn’t keen on it and may prefer to leave it buried.

AGW: We hear you have done a new seasonal story this year.

AM: Well, hardly a story really. More of a little sketch as part of a group project.

AGW: But we’d love to print it here to give the readers something new this season.

AM: You are certainly welcome. I would have to fill in a detail or two. The background to this story is a pair of magical gloves that appear when they are needed and a pixie whose real name is unknown, but who answers to the name of Miss Vivi, who is the Guardian of the Gloves.

AGW: Like a sort of genie?

AM: In a way, but a genie tends to be the Slave of the Lamp, whereas Miss Vivi is much more in charge of things. You’ll see.

AGW: When?

AM: Now!

The Boon of the Perentillas

I was just thinking that I do know something about these magical gloves [see above]. Not perhaps a story exactly, but a thing that happened. You see one day they appeared for a special reason, but owing to the curiosity of a very young brunette, one of them ended up on the ground outside the window.

It was about this time of year and the snow lay thick outside and the glove lay there, hardly visible in the snow until it was spotted by someone who moves very close to the ground. That someone was a miffletifflin.

I don’t know if you know what a miffletifflin is. It is a tiny creature, much smaller than a mouse with the fluffiest, fluffiest fur you have ever seen. Now this miffletifflin had a family of five little miffletifflins and a dear blonde miffletifflin. They were very, very poor and had nowhere to stay for the winter, and the dear little ones were so, so cold.

So when Pen-pen Peretentilla (that was the brunette miffletifflin’s name) saw the glove, she had an idea. She called dear Pingletii (that was her blonde’s name) to bring the children, and very soon each child had her own room in the magical tent (for there were five rooms) and mama and mimi slept in the big main hallway.

It was a wonderful tent, for although it was made of the thinnest fabric, it did not let in a single drip of water or a single puff of the cold north wind.

Now whenever anyone wears one of the magic gloves, Miss Vivi appears, and here was the magic glove fully worn with each finger and the palm-place filled with warm and loving life.

“Who is in there?” she asked.

“Oh dear,” thought Pen-pen Peretentilla. “It is someone else’s tent. Now we shall have to leave this nice warm place after so short a time and go back to the terrible coldness.”

“Who is in there?” asked the voice again.

“It is a people,” thought Pen-pen Peretentilla. “She will never understand a word I say. I hope she will not be angry that we have gone into her tent.”

Pen-pen Peretentilla put her head out of the glove – and oooh! how very cold it was.

“Well,” asked Miss Vivi, “who are you?”

Pen-pen Peretentilla thought it would be rude not to answer, even though she knew peoples never understand miffletifflins.

“Honored madam,” she replied, “my name is Pen-pen Peretentilla.”

“Rayati Miss Peretentilla,” said Miss Vivi. I may not tell you my real name, but you may call me Miss Vivi.

“Oh, can you understand me?” asked Pen-pen Peretentilla.

“That would appear to be the case, wouldn’t it?” said Miss Vivi.

“Rayati Miss Vivi. I deeply regret that my dear family and I took shelter in your very fine tent, and we shall, of course be happy to vacate it immediately.”

This was not actually true. As she felt the freezing wind on her nose, Pen-pen Peretentilla knew that she would be extremely unhappy to leave the tent. And when she thought of her dear blondie and her five poor children shivering again, she knew they would all be positively miserable to leave. But good manners are more important than vulgar physical truth.

“Thank you, dear miffletifflin,” said Miss Vivi. “That is very kind of you, and indeed very necessary, for your temporary shelter is one of a very important pair.”

“Two tents,” thought Pen-pen Peretentilla. “How blissful that must be.”

The family wiggled out onto the cold, cold snow, and each of them began shivering again as they had before they got into the glove, and one of the children (Squiggles, whose room was in the thumb) began to sneeze. Miss Vivi waved her hand and their fine shelter disappeared.

“My, how cold you all look,” said Miss Vivi.

“Oh it is nothing,” said Pen-pen Peretentilla. “Qu-qu-qu-quite bracing really.”

“Atishoo!” sneezed Squiggles.

“If I were you, I’d run home to your miffletifflin house,” said Miss Vivi.

“Hmm, yes…” said Pen-pen Peretentilla.

“No ‘hmm, yes’ nonsense,” said Miss Vivi sternly. “Promise me you will go straight home to your miffletifflin house and light a good fire.”

“I am afraid I can’t promise, ma’am,” said Pen-pen Peretentilla.

“Whyever not?” asked Miss Vivi more sternly than ever.

Pen-pen Peretentilla shuffled her tiny, tiny feet and looked very embarrassed. “You see, ma’am, we don’t actually have a house.”

“Where do you live then?”

“We don’t have any home at all, ma’am. We used to live in a hollow tree, but it was struck by lightning late in the fall, and since then…”

“Why didn’t you say so in the first place?” asked Miss Vivi. “Well you’ve worn the glove – in a manner of speaking – so you have a boon coming.”

“What is a boon?” asked Pen-pen Peretentilla.

“Why, this!” said Miss Vivi. And she waved a wand that she did not seem to have before and suddenly there was a little house leaning up against the side of the big big Rison family house. Lights were burning in the windows and a roaring fire was burning in the hearth.”

The Peretentilla family gazed in astonishment for long minutes and then Pen-pen Peretentilla, remembering her manners, turned to thank Miss Vivi. But Miss Vivi was nowhere to be seen.

“Come along, come along, into the house,” said Pen-pen Peretentilla. “You heard what the Lady said.” And the family lived in the beautiful house for the rest of their lives. The house could not be seen by peoples, but miffletifflins and other small animals, as well as all the fairy-folk, could see it, and were often invited to take tea and hot buttered toast by the big, warm fire.

And they would say, “What a lovely house you have.”

And Mama, or Mimi, or one of the little ones, always corrected them, remembering what they had been told.

“It isn’t a house, it is a boon.”

Our apologies to all of you – especially those who have been commenting with requests for continuation.

We are delighted to announce that A Maid’s Duty now continues with the latest episode entitled Dramatics and Kinematics

Click here to read on

We apologize for being quiet lately. A great deal has been going on behind the scenes both on the publishing and writing fronts, and we have decided we should be sharing a little more of it with you. that is why we are introducing TWIPs.

TWIPs are Temporary Works In Progress. Rather than put too much of forthcoming books on the site, we have decided to pop up some material for a limited period only.

Our first TWIP is called “The Trouble at the Silver Sixpence”. It comes from a forthcoming work which we are not even going to name yet. However, some of you familiar with The Adventure of the Crystal Staff will see how it fits into the timeline of that story, even though none of the characters appear in both stories.

So without further introduction, we present our very first TWIP:

The Trouble at the Silver Sixpence

Followers of The Chapel of Our Mother God will be pleased to know that you can now foloow the site on Facebook:

http://www.facebook.com/pages/A-Chapel-of-Our-Mother-God/140959892602077?v=wall

And Twitter:

https://twitter.com/filianism

That old time religion is coming bang up to date!

This post is really a test of the Socialite plugin. We had to hack the PHP to make it work. but is it working? If you see this in Facebook or Twitter it is!

Well that was really boring, BUT before all this technical chaos broke out, we were about to post an all-new short romantic story. You’ll be getting it very soon. Promise!

Sun Daughter Press stays in there pitchin’ with a follow-up to “Birth of a Gender-Genre”. MOre fascinating thoughts about the genre that may surprise you. Don’t dare miss:

<a href=”http://sundaughterpress.com/about/is-intemorphiction-really-a-genre/”><B>Is Intemorphiction really a genre?</b></a>

What is intemorphiction? What makes it so  very different from the all-women-worlds genre that has existed since the 1880s?

Maybe you thought you knew all there was to know about intemorphic literature, but the Sun Daughter Press may surprise you with this recent interview!

The Birth of a Gender-Genre: What is Intemorphiction?

The Chapel of Our Mother God has published a fascinating article on Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind, arguing that the film profoundly reflects the Filianic mythos of the Sacrificial Daughter of God the Mother.

This is a deeply-argued and thought-provoking piece whose fundamental precept is the underlying feminine origins of all mythology.

Read it here.

Gender in language has been a question feminists have often addressed. But when we are writing about intemorphs who have no male sex, the problem takes on an entirely new aspect.

There are lots of texts and some books of intemorphic literature, but so far they are all in English.

When one considers translating them into other languages, an immediate problem arises, and one which communities that want to live an honorary-intemorphic life are going to have to consider.

In English, only people (and sometimes animals) are “sexed” when referring to them. Everything else is an “it”. So when we translate intemorphic culture into English, it is a simple matter. Chelani and melini (blondes and brunettes) are both “she/her” and other things are “it”. When intemorphs refer to mascûli, they call them “it”, not because they mean to be denigrating, but because, obviously, no intemorphic language has a word for “he/him”.

However in most European languages, everything is gendered – pens, houses, days and nights, grass, mountains, the sea – everything.

So how does intemorphic language “translate” into, say Spanish, French or German?

Let us take Spanish.

One could simply use “el/los/lo” as the melinic pronouns. However that would be very unnatural. Imagine calling brunettes “he” in English. It would completely undermine the intemorphic order. “He” has too definite a meaning, as does “el”.

So one can call brunettes “ella/las/la” but then the rest of the language is constantly referring to a non-existent sex.

If Spanish were English one could change the spelling to indicate a difference, for example spelling “el” as “elle” so that while sounding the same, it would also invoke the feminine French “elle” – quite a neat way of incorporating two feminine genders. But of course Spanish – like most non-English languages – is pronounced as it is spelled. “Elle” and “el” in Spanish are pronounced very differently.

One could redraft the language, using, say “ella” and “elli”, “las” and “lis” – which would follow intemorphic conventions but would probably feel to a Spanish speaker like the awkward contortions of “womyn” and “herstory”, only affecting every sentence.

Fortunately it is a question we don’t have to solve just yet. But some day, as intemorphic publishing spreads and grows, it will have to be solved.

Nothing like seeing your work in “print”, said the authoress, to make one realize its faults!

So The Fairy Gambit has been a little revised and slightly expanded. Nothing radical. The main change adds some dialog making clearer the way fairies fit (or don’t) into the world-views of intemorphs and schizomorphs respectively. Otherwise, the authoress says, “a few infelicities have been smoothed out”.

The revised version is here.

All-Girl Worlds, in conjunction with the Sun Daughter Press is proud to present free for your delectation:

The Fairy Gambit

A humorous tale of space-strategy.

Many peoples travel the open roads of space, and why should they not? Trade in minerals and commodities unavailable on our own planets enriches us all materially, and meeting vastly different kinds of being enriches us spiritually.

There is, however a rather obscure species known as mascûli (0r one half of it is). They have spent the last few millennia killing their own kind and anything else they can get their hands on. Obviously it is in the interests of everyone to keep these creatures confined to their own planet.

This is the story of an intemorphic space patrol that has a peaceful if rather outlandish approach to the problem.

Read it here:

The Fairy Gambit

The Flight of the Silver Vixen is due to be published this year.

It is the story of a group of hoverbike-girls from an all-feminine world who… but heck! Why not watch the trailer right here!

First of all, huge apologies for the long silence of this site. We have been involved in a major physical move across the continent with equally large moves of more spiritual kinds.

But here we are again and we shall be attempting to bring you all-girl goodness in much more frequent doses from now on.

By way of recompense for our long hiatus, we have a little present for the start of summer – a delightful shopping trip – don’t worry, you can put your credit card away! – you won’t have to spend any money.

You will find it here.

How would you like to awaken from deep sleep and find yourself knowing the language (whatever language it happened to be)?

That is what Miss Taylor does in the next chapter of A Maid’s Duty, and it opens all kinds of interesting possibilities.

Our apologies for taking so long to post this chapter but you may zoom now to:

A Maid’s Duty: Chapter 5

Today is New Year’s Day for Filianists, Déanists, Aristasians and some other followers of all-feminine religion and culture. All-Girl Worlds wishes you all a happy new year and a delightful decade.

The Drispeal – the Three Eternal Truths preached by the Amazons on their Campaign across the ancient world – sums up the simple creed of the Feminine Nation, accessible to a small child, and yet containing depths of metaphysical wisdom that are inexhaustible.

Read The Three Eternal Truths.

The alien is released from her “dungeon” and begins to make the acquaintance of the Lady Commodore. Hardly tame yet, but the process is beginning!

Chapter 4 of A Maid’s Duty

The alien turns out to  be more than a handful, and Lady Horatia turns out to be more than capable of managing her – but will it cause trouble in her household?

See the latest episode of A Maid’s Duty.

One of the speeches that changed history was the speech with which Queen Myrine persuaded her Tritonian nation to embark upon the Great Campaign that liberated most of the known world and eventually invaded the heartland of Atlantis.

Hear this speech in all its glory in this breathtaking video.

The Amazon Campaign reaches its ultimate goal with the Invasion of the Imperial Center of the pre-historic world. The armies of Queen Myrine, gathered from southern Europe, Africa and Asia, invade Atlantis itself.

Read The Invasion of the Amazons

As Atlantis sinks into patriarchal decadence, the historical factors leading to its invasion by the Amazons (told of in both Greek and Egyptian histories) were slotting into place. A drama unfolds which will affect the continents of Europe, Africa, Asia and North and South America as well as the continent of Atlantis.

Read “The End of Atlantis”.

Chapter two of “A Maid’s Duty”. The earthling finally arrives. What will this curious being be like? Have you ever met an earthling?

If not, now is your chance to find out all about them as one lands on our very planet.

A Maid’s Duty, Chapter Two

How did Atlantis fall from its first greatness? How did the last feminine empire come to worship masculine gods? How were the great Queens usurped by male tyrants and the influence of the mother-nation of the world turned from good to evil?

Read The Fall of Atlantis now!

We couldn’t resist passing this one on. A recent comment on The Cursing Ape – an unusual and thought-provoking analysis of the modern proliferation of bad language at the Aristasia Treasure Trove.

The writer seems to encapsulate all the attitudes of the D.H.Lawrence “swearing revolution”, with all the inbuilt male-centricity and fundamentally abusive attitudes it implies.

What a delight you must be at parties! I could not envision a more tight-***ed, pursed lip, psalm-singing old maid writing the condescending drivel above if I tried. Quite frankly, I almost consider those unable to let go of their cultural inhibitions and “curse” for humorous effect and/or venting of real anger to be inarticulate themselves. Unless you’re going to exercise some real mental discipline, and keep your mouth shut for an extended period of time no matter what happens, get over your Bronze Age taboos about speaking forbidden words. And really get over your sweeping generalizations dismissing and disrespecting people you know absolutely nothing about.

The site organizers replied as follows:

Thank you for your comment. Obviously it was necessary to remove the ritual incantation of one of the Two Monosyllabes at the end, but otherwise not a bad bit of invective, if rather predictable.

You say “get over your sweeping generalizations dismissing and disrespecting people you know absolutely nothing about.” You mean ignorant, disrespectful (and male-centered) generalizations like “tight-***ed, pursed lip, psalm-singing old maid”?

You are right that we know nothing – or at least rather little – about you outlanders. You seem a rather peculiar brand of alien to us. Your continued obsession with a few limited bodily functions is a mystery to us. One would have thought that, after learning about the bathroom ones at the age of two or less and the reproductive ones a few years later, you might have had your little laugh and moved on. But it seems not. This is a lifetime’s supply of amusement. A perpetual village-idiot fascination with dung. It would be quite cute if it weren’t so ugly.

As for “expressing real anger” – didn’t you read the article at all? Or do we just inhabit different worlds altogether? And what is remotely humorous about the constantly repeated reference to the same two bodily functions in the same two words? I certainly would have no desire to attend a party where that passed for “humor”.

But as you rightly say, we know as little about your people as you know about ours.

The Cursing Ape

We have spoken of the decadence of Atlantis, and the most commonly known thing about the continent is its final submergence.

But what of the Golden Age of this great feminine empire? Learn about the great golden heart of a peaceful and prosperous world ruled by Queens rich in the ancient feminine wisdom.

This was Atlantis in its days of glory – the true heart of Atlantis.

Read it here.

The All-Girl Worlds site now comes in an app-like iPhone-friendly version. No need to do anything: just visit the site on your iPhone, iPod Touch, Blackberry or Android-powered device and the mobile version will appear naturally. Use the down-arrow at the top to get a full site-menu.

This format is designed to be ideal for those who wish to read stories on the go. But if you wish to see the full site just scroll to the bottom of any page where you will find a switch to take you to the desktop version (don’t worry – the switch won’t disappear, so you can switch back at any time.

Happy reading!

Atlantis was lost long before it sank beneath the waves. Lost once and found again as it sank beneath the rising tide of patriarchal corruption and demon-worship and was rescued by the liberating armies of the First Amazon Confederation.

The story of Atlantis as you have never heard it begins here.

All-Girl worlds is open to submissions of short stories, works in progress, poetry and artwork relating to all-feminine realities.

Our guide for submission of works in the intemorphic genre is now in place, together with a simple online proposal form.

All-Girl Worlds submission page

We look forward to seeing your work.

We continue the fictionalized history of the liberation of Hakkur by the Amazons of Tritonia. New tactics bring about the downfall of the patriarchal tyranny of Hakkur, but victory is followed by fresh shocks as the evidence of demonic activity is uncovered.

Don’t dare miss The Sigil of Baphomet.

The historical groundwork has been laid and now we enter a fictionalized account of the first battle of the Amazons. What we do know for an historical fact is that Queen Myrine’s army was the first in Telluria to be run on the principle of the Chain of Command, thus making tactical warfare possible for the first time.

“No more shall they fight as a troop of huntresses, but they shall be arrayed even as my realm is arrayed, with Officers governing each unit. Each Officer in obedience to the Officer above her, and the Generals obedient unto me.

“Thus the Golden Chain of Thamë – the rule of Holy Obedience – shall become the guiding star of our Armies. They will be able to move swiftly according to the plans of their generals. Against the roaring slashing hordes of the Enemy, they will be like a sharp and subtle blade in the hands of a fine craftmaid. Such a thing has not been seen in this world before.

“And I tell you each maid will be armed and equipped alike. Each shall wear like armor and carry a like shield. The Archers shall carry like bows and short spears for close fighting.

“And we shall have horsemaidens fighting from their mounts. No mascûl can match that, for they are too heavy to ride a horse at speed. Each horsemaid shall be like-armed and each horse caparisoned alike and they shall learn to fight as one, to charge as one, to retreat at the sound of a horn.

“My Armies shall be not a crowd at battle, but the very limbs of my Generals; and my Generals shall be my limbs.

“And now the fate of Hakkur is sealed, for the first battle of the Amazons is nigh.”

Read The First Battle of the Amazons now!

One of the earliest figures of Tellurian history that we still know about, Queen Myrine led a confederation that saved a civilization from sinking into patriarchy for centuries.

Learn about this heroic episode in Tellurian history that the schools never teach.

Myrine: First Queen of the Amazons

As “The Dream Key” joins the ranks of completed stories, we are proud to announce the beginning of a new Work in Progress, this time by Miss Aster Leland, entitled “A Maid’s Duty”.

This is a witty and ingenious story which follows the fortunes of Commodore Lady Honoria Pratchett, who is entrusted with the fostering of an alien from a strange planet where one sex looks like people and the other are distinctly alien beings with furry faces and a tendency to kill each other.

Read “A Maid’s Duty” here.

An historic moment, dears and darlings. The first of our Works in Progress joins the ranks of Complete Short Stories. The Dream Key, our delightful Nativity story.

The Dream Key clocks in at nearly 8,000 words and is a charming seasonal tale that has already garnered an enthusiastic response.

Read the now completed story here.

Who was Artemis? Her Latin name, Diana, is simply a form of the universal Indo-European name for God (Dea, Devi, Dios, Dieu, Divine Thea Theology etc.) in its original feminine form.

As a demoted patriarchal “goddess” Artemis/Diana rules the moon, hunting, childbirth etc., but originally she was the absolute Divinity, as much solar as lunar, as the name Diana implies – the Dea words also meaning Day, implying the Solar light of absolute Deity.

So when the Amazons were said to “worship Artemis”, were they worshiping a “classical” demigod, or the one Great Mother of all?

You’ll find the answer here.

We had not planned it or particularly thought of it – but the new All-Girl Publishing Network is beginning with the new decade on this planet.

All-Girl Worlds is new-born and the Sun Daughter Press still under construction. It is not a wholly new venture, of course. We are replacing the old Feminine Publishing Co., but this is a complete new start for us. I was hoping to have the Press up and running for the new year, but our business advisors (ahem, my nursemaid) tell us we need to completely re-vamp everything before it is launched, so that is what we are working on right now.

All-girl literature has been around for some time. The oldest book on our published roster will be some 14 years old (and we have managed to find some first editions). But this will be the beginning of its launch as a true genre among Tellurians (that is our term for earthlings – and no, of course we aren’t aliens. Those beings with the furry faces are the aliens).

For us this is a new departure and we hope an important one both for us and for you too. We are here to stay, and in a year’s time we believe the Sun Daughter Press will have created a new genre in Telluria. Truthfully – and make of it what you will, and believe it as much or as little as you want to – this world is a strange place to us and operating in it is a rather challenging experiment.

In a decade’s time – well, don’t worry. We have no plans for world conquest. We just want to bring you some charming – and revolutionary – literature.

No, we aren’t suddenly obsessed with amazons, but we are putting up the Amazon Archives as fast as possible. Today we publish a fascinating piece from a military point of view, beginning with the immortal words:

Looking for Amazons in patriarchal history is . . . like reading a history of cats written by mice. Mice do not know a great deal about cats, and what they do know tends to prejudice them.

Read this fascinating essay here.

This classic essay on Amazon history claims that “the Amazon woman” is a contradiction in terms. Why? Well not for the reasons you may think.

Learn the answer in “The Amazon Woman”.

We now have a Twitter account for All-Girl Worlds.

Come and follow us here

We also have a page at facebook where you can fan us (in case you didn’t think we are cool enough already).

Fan us right here

UPDATE: Facebook page is working now!

All-Girl Worlds will now incorporate the Amazon History Section from the former Amazon Intel site. We begin with the Amazon World History Timeline. Find the new section here. We shall be adding new Amazon History material regularly.

Miss Sushuri Madonna writes:

Thank you all for your patience in waiting for episodes of The Dream Key. I had hoped to finish it before Nativity, but it is turning out a shade longer than I expected and all the Nativity things are happening, and – well the story is rather magical, and is unfolding in its own magical way which I have little power, it seems, to hasten.

I hope Nativity is not over for you all. For me it is still alive and shining through the twelve glorious days. I do hope it is for you.

The Dream Key has been updated again, though it looks as if the serial will continue into the Twelve Days!

May we wish you all the happiest of happy holidays.

Those who have been following the Endeline Towers serial at the Feminine Publishing site will be pleased to find that we have now published all the outstanding episodes at once. You can now read the complete story.

We also have – just in case you haven’t noticed – a brand new seasonal story – the Dream Key. And if you have noticed, and read it – a new part has just been added – so pop along now to read the next installment!

Have fun!

We are very happy to welcome you to the new All-Girl Worlds site.

We shall specialize in one simple task – that of giving a public home to stories of all kinds that are set in all-feminine (intemorphic) worlds. Some of these will be full stories, but we will also give a place to works in progress.

We have also agreed to give a home to some important papers on Amazon History. These come within the parameters of this site since they are based on the hypothesis that human beings were once intemorphic and that the true Amazons were not “women without men” but intemorphs.

We are still in the early stages of building the site but we hope you will enjoy it and welcome you among us.