Surprisingly, after being asked to blog on above said creatures, I realized that despite having written a trilogy involving sirens, I haven't really blogged about why I picked them in the first place, on my fascination with them and such, only having touched upon them here and there in guest blog posts but never having written one solid piece. Well, this needs to be rectified, correct? Therefore, let me dish on mermaids and sirens, or, more like, let me start with rusalkas, because this is where my fascination is coming from, rusalkas and ponds and lakes and cold slimy scary things that come with it.

Back when I was this one little Russian girl, I was of course enthralled with Russian fairy tales, which are actually pretty horrific stories with deranged bears attacking old ladies, or old ladies attacking young men and frying them for dinner, and terrifying animal violence like beautiful people being turned into animals and then, well...