Short Story: The Grinch- The Ice Age 

Jonathan Olvera’s story blends mythic storytelling with quiet emotional depth, reshaping a familiar character into something ancient and deeply human.

I looked around the walls of my natural enclosure and platform in a place that was called through the passing of time—away from the sun before ours today, in a date far away from the sense of normalcy.

A time of cold, harsh climate and the slight promise of sun. The years were 66,000, and 7,000 was a near perceivable date. It was known as the Ice Age. With long winters.

I lived on Mt. Crumpet—a natural home for people like me, green and with a heart smaller than most. It was a very difficult time for me to understand what was going on, and it could have been the bright green lights in the sky. They seemed to mark a new age—a time where it was winter all the time.

“Arrghhhh!” I yelled.