[The City & the City] Dual (PG)
Sunday, 14 October 2012 17:29'They did not know of each other but would not have minded.' Drabble for The City & the City by China Miéville.
( She sees and unsees... )
( She sees and unsees... )
Dear Yuletide author
Saturday, 13 October 2012 01:23First of all, a heartfelt thank you for writing for me. I'm sure I'll adore whatever you give me! This letter just gets longer every time I write it, so do cut loose now if detail makes you anxious. ( More information, if you're interested, under the cut )
( Prompts: The City & the City - China Mieville, The Silver Branch - Rosemary Sutcliff, Twin Peaks )
( Prompts: The City & the City - China Mieville, The Silver Branch - Rosemary Sutcliff, Twin Peaks )
[Sutcliff] The Unlikely Spies (PG)
Wednesday, 15 August 2012 03:54The Unlikely Spies (ao3)
The Silver Branch, by Rosemary Sutcliff
Summary: 'The work that Paulinus had died for went on.' But learning to do it without him took time. Written for
sutcliff_swap 2012.
A pale fat man haggling for wine on the waterfront, that was where the whole affair started. Near three weeks had passed since Paulinus had walked out into the glare of the torches, calm as a man taking a stroll to the baths. The house by the old theatre was not the only one in Portus Adurni that Allectus’s Mercenaries had burned, and when the Emperor went back to Londinium and his Mercenaries went with him, the trickle of men seeking passage to Gaul swelled like a dry mountain burn after a summer thunderstorm. The Berenice could not take them all, even had not her master Phaedrus been fearful of betrayal. So it was that Justin tramped the shores of Regnum Harbour, asking after work but never taking any, everywhere talking of the fierce August sun and the fiercer new taxes, and everywhere seeking another tradeship whose master had no love for the one who set those taxes.
[Now with added historical notes.]
The Silver Branch, by Rosemary Sutcliff
Summary: 'The work that Paulinus had died for went on.' But learning to do it without him took time. Written for
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A pale fat man haggling for wine on the waterfront, that was where the whole affair started. Near three weeks had passed since Paulinus had walked out into the glare of the torches, calm as a man taking a stroll to the baths. The house by the old theatre was not the only one in Portus Adurni that Allectus’s Mercenaries had burned, and when the Emperor went back to Londinium and his Mercenaries went with him, the trickle of men seeking passage to Gaul swelled like a dry mountain burn after a summer thunderstorm. The Berenice could not take them all, even had not her master Phaedrus been fearful of betrayal. So it was that Justin tramped the shores of Regnum Harbour, asking after work but never taking any, everywhere talking of the fierce August sun and the fiercer new taxes, and everywhere seeking another tradeship whose master had no love for the one who set those taxes.
[Now with added historical notes.]
[Earthsea] The Jade Dragon 5/? (15)
Saturday, 2 June 2012 12:54Summary: Havnor City, the largest city in the world... It's nearly 200 years since Lebannen came to the throne and his kingdom's on the brink of disaster. The king's mad, his heir's missing and when newly reinstated Officer Bittern investigates, he soon starts tripping over corpses
Author's note: This novel-in-progress owes almost as much of a debt to Raymond Chandler as it does to Ursula Le Guin. I thank Jay Tryfanstone, Miss Morland & Northland for advice & editing. All infelicities are my own.
Chapter 5: The Little Sister (ao3)
‘There’s a royal princess outside for you. I’ve tried telling her to wait for the chief to come back, but she’s insisting she’ll only talk to you.’
Must have made quite an impression last night, I thought. I laced my shirt up at the neck and fisted the sleep out my eyes and spat on my fingers and dragged them through my hair. The lieutenant stood there wearing a face like she’d got words stuck between her teeth.
Author's note: This novel-in-progress owes almost as much of a debt to Raymond Chandler as it does to Ursula Le Guin. I thank Jay Tryfanstone, Miss Morland & Northland for advice & editing. All infelicities are my own.
Chapter 5: The Little Sister (ao3)
‘There’s a royal princess outside for you. I’ve tried telling her to wait for the chief to come back, but she’s insisting she’ll only talk to you.’
Must have made quite an impression last night, I thought. I laced my shirt up at the neck and fisted the sleep out my eyes and spat on my fingers and dragged them through my hair. The lieutenant stood there wearing a face like she’d got words stuck between her teeth.
Three dark AU drabbles for the film. Inspired by a prompt from
heeroluva in Yuletide 2011
( What’s in a Name - Calcifer )
( A Dog’s Life - Heen )
( This Dumb War - Prince Justin )
( What’s in a Name - Calcifer )
( A Dog’s Life - Heen )
( This Dumb War - Prince Justin )
Four Castles Howl Built (& One He Had No Hand In)
Summary: Building castles is hard work, but not as hard as building a relationship when you've only got one heart between you. Written for Yuletide 2011
Howl’s first castle didn’t move.
It was not that it wasn’t meant to, but its wheels dug deep into the dark ooze of the old dockyard, and all of his spells and Calcifer’s power couldn’t shift it. After what felt like a year but was really only a minute or two, what should have been his magic castle cracked open under the strain and turned back into junk, with a shower of bolts. (ao3)
Summary: Building castles is hard work, but not as hard as building a relationship when you've only got one heart between you. Written for Yuletide 2011
Howl’s first castle didn’t move.
It was not that it wasn’t meant to, but its wheels dug deep into the dark ooze of the old dockyard, and all of his spells and Calcifer’s power couldn’t shift it. After what felt like a year but was really only a minute or two, what should have been his magic castle cracked open under the strain and turned back into junk, with a shower of bolts. (ao3)
[Earthsea] The Jade Dragon 3&4/? (15)
Saturday, 17 December 2011 19:58Summary: Havnor City, the largest city in the world... It's nearly 200 years since Lebannen came to the throne and his kingdom's on the brink of disaster. The king's mad, his heir's missing and when newly reinstated Officer Bittern investigates, he soon starts tripping over corpses
Author's note: This novel-in-progress owes almost as much of a debt to Raymond Chandler as it does to Ursula Le Guin. I thank Jay Tryfanstone, Miss Morland & Northland for advice & editing. All infelicities are my own.
Chapter 3: The Big City
Havnor City, the largest city in the world. A million people were crammed into its six square miles, they said, though barely half appeared on the Ministry’s books. (ao3)
Chapter 4: Too Many Princes
CHOP shared a place with CHOSS down by the Old Docks, five minutes from Half Moon Street and no more than half a mile from the university as the seagull flies across the bay. Lebannen the Great had obviously been hot on law enforcement because it was one of the biggest, grandest, most over-decorated buildings in a city full of big grand over-decorated buildings. (ao3)
Author's note: This novel-in-progress owes almost as much of a debt to Raymond Chandler as it does to Ursula Le Guin. I thank Jay Tryfanstone, Miss Morland & Northland for advice & editing. All infelicities are my own.
Chapter 3: The Big City
Havnor City, the largest city in the world. A million people were crammed into its six square miles, they said, though barely half appeared on the Ministry’s books. (ao3)
Chapter 4: Too Many Princes
CHOP shared a place with CHOSS down by the Old Docks, five minutes from Half Moon Street and no more than half a mile from the university as the seagull flies across the bay. Lebannen the Great had obviously been hot on law enforcement because it was one of the biggest, grandest, most over-decorated buildings in a city full of big grand over-decorated buildings. (ao3)
[Earthsea] The Jade Dragon 2/? (15)
Tuesday, 6 December 2011 16:57Summary: Havnor City, the largest city in the world... It's nearly 200 years since Lebannen came to the throne and his kingdom's on the brink of disaster. The king's mad, his heir's missing and when newly reinstated Officer Bittern investigates, he soon starts tripping over corpses
Author's note: This novel-in-progress owes almost as much of a debt to Raymond Chandler as it does to Ursula Le Guin. I thank Jay Tryfanstone, Miss Morland & Northland for advice & editing. All infelicities are my own.
Chapter 2: The Ice Maiden
My new boss handed me a miniature of an olive-skinned kid with a long narrow nose and the solemn expression of a goat cornered in a flowerbed. ‘This is the best picture of the prince we’ve been able to find,’ he said. I’d never clapped eyes on the prince but his ugly mug had frowned up at me from countless plates of corn chips at the Crown & Anchor down the docks. (ao3)
Author's note: This novel-in-progress owes almost as much of a debt to Raymond Chandler as it does to Ursula Le Guin. I thank Jay Tryfanstone, Miss Morland & Northland for advice & editing. All infelicities are my own.
Chapter 2: The Ice Maiden
My new boss handed me a miniature of an olive-skinned kid with a long narrow nose and the solemn expression of a goat cornered in a flowerbed. ‘This is the best picture of the prince we’ve been able to find,’ he said. I’d never clapped eyes on the prince but his ugly mug had frowned up at me from countless plates of corn chips at the Crown & Anchor down the docks. (ao3)
Dear Yuletide author
Wednesday, 16 November 2011 00:42First of all, a heartfelt thank you for writing for me. I'm sure I'll adore whatever you give me! This letter just gets longer every time I write it, so do cut loose now if detail makes you anxious. ( More information, if you're interested, under the cut )
( Prompts: Earthsea, Philip Marlowe, Wives and Daughters )
( Prompts: Earthsea, Philip Marlowe, Wives and Daughters )
[Earthsea] The Jade Dragon 1/? (15)
Saturday, 12 November 2011 04:34Summary: Havnor City, the largest city in the world... It's nearly 200 years since Lebannen came to the throne and his kingdom's on the brink of disaster. The king's mad, his heir's missing and when newly reinstated Officer Bittern investigates, he soon starts tripping over corpses
Author's note: This novel-in-progress owes almost as much of a debt to Raymond Chandler as it does to Ursula Le Guin. I thank Jay Tryfanstone, Miss Morland & Northland for advice & editing. All infelicities are my own.
Chapter 1: The Missing Prince
The first thing I noticed that night, the night this whole mess started, was that the chief looked exhausted, even more exhausted than I felt. ‘Bittern,’ he said. That’s my name all right. ‘Good,’ he said. And that’s where he went wrong. Nothing good ever started from being woken in the middle of the night by a couple of goons and dragged up to the palace for questioning. (ao3)
Author's note: This novel-in-progress owes almost as much of a debt to Raymond Chandler as it does to Ursula Le Guin. I thank Jay Tryfanstone, Miss Morland & Northland for advice & editing. All infelicities are my own.
Chapter 1: The Missing Prince
The first thing I noticed that night, the night this whole mess started, was that the chief looked exhausted, even more exhausted than I felt. ‘Bittern,’ he said. That’s my name all right. ‘Good,’ he said. And that’s where he went wrong. Nothing good ever started from being woken in the middle of the night by a couple of goons and dragged up to the palace for questioning. (ao3)
A third letter from my WiP based on Elizabeth Gaskell's Wives and Daughters.
Extract from Letters of Sir Roger Hamley (Vol. 1)
Summary: These letters from Sir Roger's second African expedition include his original drawings, and will be of interest to all readers of Travels in Abyssinia
Letter the third (ao3)
Extract from Letters of Sir Roger Hamley (Vol. 1)
Summary: These letters from Sir Roger's second African expedition include his original drawings, and will be of interest to all readers of Travels in Abyssinia
Letter the third (ao3)
A second letter from my WiP based on Elizabeth Gaskell's Wives and Daughters.
Extract from Letters of Sir Roger Hamley (Vol. 1)
Summary: These letters from Sir Roger's second African expedition include his original drawings, and will be of interest to all readers of Travels in Abyssinia
Letter the second (ao3)
Extract from Letters of Sir Roger Hamley (Vol. 1)
Summary: These letters from Sir Roger's second African expedition include his original drawings, and will be of interest to all readers of Travels in Abyssinia
Letter the second (ao3)
As promised, I'm starting to post my WiP based on Elizabeth Gaskell's Wives and Daughters, which I started for Yuletide back in 2009 and never finished.
Extract from Letters of Sir Roger Hamley (Vol. 1)
Summary: These letters from Sir Roger's second African expedition include his original drawings, and will be of interest to all readers of Travels in Abyssinia
Letter the first (ao3)
(I have a further two letters drafted, which will definitely get posted over the next few days, with at least three more planned.)
Extract from Letters of Sir Roger Hamley (Vol. 1)
Summary: These letters from Sir Roger's second African expedition include his original drawings, and will be of interest to all readers of Travels in Abyssinia
Letter the first (ao3)
(I have a further two letters drafted, which will definitely get posted over the next few days, with at least three more planned.)
[Heyer] Cinderella, Interrupted ch 11 (PG)
Thursday, 27 January 2011 23:14A new chapter of my long-running Friday's Child AU novella, in which it is Eudora Bagshot, not Hero, whom Sherry encounters on the wall. The earlier parts can be found at AO3 & Skyehawke.
Eleven: In Which Some Pieces of the Puzzle Come to Light
( Mr Ringwood's taste in reading matter inclined more to the racing results than to the fairy stories with which his betrothed beguiled her spare hours; he must therefore be excused for his failure to recognise a Happy Ending, even when it was unfolding under his nose. )My first podfic
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Family events forced me to default on my Yuletide story this year, but for some reason I was lucky enough to get not one but two lovely gifts, both in the Vorkosigan fandom.
Sworn in Silence is a moving gapfiller that fills in the aftermath of Yuri's massacre of Aral's family.
Second Son is an adorable missing scene from the end of The Warrior's Apprentice, that really ought to be in canon.
Sworn in Silence is a moving gapfiller that fills in the aftermath of Yuri's massacre of Aral's family.
Second Son is an adorable missing scene from the end of The Warrior's Apprentice, that really ought to be in canon.
Dear Yuletide Author...
Thursday, 5 November 2009 04:00First of all, a heartfelt thank you for writing for me. I'm sure I'll adore whatever you give me! ( More information, if you're interested, under the cut )
( Prompts: Earthsea, Vorkosigan, Silmarillion, Dalemark )
( Prompts: Earthsea, Vorkosigan, Silmarillion, Dalemark )