Once we have accepted the story, we cannot escape the story's fate. - P. L. Travers

And here it is worth while remembering, since we are discussing Not Writing for Children, that neither the Sleeping Beauty nor Rumpelstiltzkin was really written for children. In fact, none of the fundamental fairy stories was ever written at all. They all arose spontaneously from the folk and were transmitted orally from generation to generation to unlettered listeners of all ages.

Friend Monkey is really my favorite of all my books because the Hindu myth on which it is based is my favorite — the myth of the Monkey Lord who loved so much that he created chaos wherever he went. … when you read the Ramayana you’ll come across the story of Hanuman on which I built my version of that very old myth. I love Friend Monkey. I love the story of Hanuman. For many years, it remained in my very blood because he’s someone who loves too much and can’t help it. I don’t know where I first heard of him, but the story remained with me and I knew it would come out of me somehow or other. But I didn’t know what shape it would take.

Shall we, too, Mary Poppins?” he asked, blurting out the question. “Shall you, too, what?” she enquired with a sniff. “Live happily ever afterwards?” he said eagerly. A smile, half sad, half tender, played faintly round her mouth. “Perhaps,” she said, thoughtfully. “It all depends.” “What on, Mary Poppins?” “On you,” she said, quietly,