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vivienSo let's get down to some serious Yuletide business! I am still having a hard time commenting to the stories themselves, and I haven't even gotten as far as attempting to read anyone other stories. I have a feeling this Yuletide season will be an elongated one in which I get to savor the stories a good long while. See how I look on the positive side of things?
I received the following stories inspired by The Decemberists album, The Hazards of Love:
The Certainties - a tale that spins off of the storyline and weaves in even richer elements of language and story.
Fair - Margaret survives and triumphs.
Here are my favorite lines:
The Queen is silent and watchful as wood. She smells always of flowers and smoke, and this is how Margaret knows her comings and goings, never by sound, for not a twig so much as creaks under the Queen's foot.
and
She never dreams of William save once. In the dream he is calling, calling from the bed of the Annan, saying: Come back to me, my love. You were to join me here. And Margaret answers: You and the river had your chance.
Whose Woods These Are You Do Not Know: or, The Maiden's Tale The Queen's origin story! And such a fascinating origin, at that. This paragraph gave me the shivers (in a fabulous way):
When the night had passed—when the maiden emerged from the heart of the woods—she had been much changed. Flowers sprang up in her wake, bears lumbered after her with lovesick sighs, and her nut-brown skin had acquired a tinge of green about the fingers and nipples, lips and toes. Vines twined lovingly with each tangle of evergreen hair and her maple-sap eyes burned with all the beasts of the wood.
Another request that was fulfilled was for The Addams Family and I realized a little late that I asked for the TV-verse instead of the movie-verse. That is really okay. I love both, and both these stories are amazing.
Charming Women - an adorably macabre and funny glimpse into the three Addams women (Wednesday, Morticia, and Grandmama Adamms)
This was my favorite part:
"Grandmama," Morticia said sternly, "tell me that you didn't boil Santa Claus?"
Eudora hastily closed her recipe book which was helpfully turning to Reindeer Dumplings to be added to Santa Stew. "It wasn't my fault! If something falls down a chimney into the stock pot, it's got to expect to be boiled!"
Three Wyrd Women - part character study, part ficlet, and both very true to the Addams mythology.
Then I got a Fringe story!
That common consolation - Oh, man, did I ever get a perfectly perfect Fringe story. You guys know I am a shipper at heart. I love the idea of Olivia and Peter. I just do. This is Peter POV and it captures him perfectly. It captures Olivia (post return from the AU) perfectly as well.
Out on assignment Olivia forgets the ends of sentences, stops, and looks at her hands. Then looks up helplessly, as if she is looking for a message written on her palms. Charlie is not around anymore to take up slack, so Peter tries his best to smooth the moments over. He's not exactly a trained interrogator, but he tries with his best crooked smile to cover her lapses.
I'm so very grateful for everyone who wrote for me. I've enjoyed these pieces written just for me.
Hokay. Now I'm going to try to read a few you guys have been warbling about and recommending.
I received the following stories inspired by The Decemberists album, The Hazards of Love:
The Certainties - a tale that spins off of the storyline and weaves in even richer elements of language and story.
Fair - Margaret survives and triumphs.
Here are my favorite lines:
The Queen is silent and watchful as wood. She smells always of flowers and smoke, and this is how Margaret knows her comings and goings, never by sound, for not a twig so much as creaks under the Queen's foot.
and
She never dreams of William save once. In the dream he is calling, calling from the bed of the Annan, saying: Come back to me, my love. You were to join me here. And Margaret answers: You and the river had your chance.
Whose Woods These Are You Do Not Know: or, The Maiden's Tale The Queen's origin story! And such a fascinating origin, at that. This paragraph gave me the shivers (in a fabulous way):
When the night had passed—when the maiden emerged from the heart of the woods—she had been much changed. Flowers sprang up in her wake, bears lumbered after her with lovesick sighs, and her nut-brown skin had acquired a tinge of green about the fingers and nipples, lips and toes. Vines twined lovingly with each tangle of evergreen hair and her maple-sap eyes burned with all the beasts of the wood.
Another request that was fulfilled was for The Addams Family and I realized a little late that I asked for the TV-verse instead of the movie-verse. That is really okay. I love both, and both these stories are amazing.
Charming Women - an adorably macabre and funny glimpse into the three Addams women (Wednesday, Morticia, and Grandmama Adamms)
This was my favorite part:
"Grandmama," Morticia said sternly, "tell me that you didn't boil Santa Claus?"
Eudora hastily closed her recipe book which was helpfully turning to Reindeer Dumplings to be added to Santa Stew. "It wasn't my fault! If something falls down a chimney into the stock pot, it's got to expect to be boiled!"
Three Wyrd Women - part character study, part ficlet, and both very true to the Addams mythology.
Then I got a Fringe story!
That common consolation - Oh, man, did I ever get a perfectly perfect Fringe story. You guys know I am a shipper at heart. I love the idea of Olivia and Peter. I just do. This is Peter POV and it captures him perfectly. It captures Olivia (post return from the AU) perfectly as well.
Out on assignment Olivia forgets the ends of sentences, stops, and looks at her hands. Then looks up helplessly, as if she is looking for a message written on her palms. Charlie is not around anymore to take up slack, so Peter tries his best to smooth the moments over. He's not exactly a trained interrogator, but he tries with his best crooked smile to cover her lapses.
I'm so very grateful for everyone who wrote for me. I've enjoyed these pieces written just for me.
Hokay. Now I'm going to try to read a few you guys have been warbling about and recommending.