Q. Where does real magic exist? Write about it.
A. What is real magic? Do you mean the sort of magic crones with warty noses might employ to turn princes into toads? Do you mean the sort of magic that would fill the hands of a white-bearded man in a sparkly hat with lightning and thunder? Do you mean the sort of magic that could make children fly thousands of miles through the air in minutes? If so, I’d have to say that its true home is in the boundless frontier of the imagination.
I’d say that my definition of real magic is that it is a feeling, and as sentimental as this may sound, it is the feeling of witnessing something beautiful, unexpected, and wonderful— and that can exist anywhere.