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And...my keynote address is delivered!
What a relief. I feel like the human incarnation of a glass of Chardonnay (though am having a beer, because it's what we had in the fridge.)
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Miss Congeniality (2000) dir. Donald Petrie
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Miniature English Bedchamber of the Jacobean or Stuart Era, 1603-1688
Narcissa Niblack Thorne & Unknown Artisans
c.1937
Art Institute of Chicago (Reference Number: 1941.1187)
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Miniature English Jacobean Hall, 1603-1649
Narcissa Niblack Thorne & Unknown Artisans
1932-1937
Phoenix Art Museum (Object Number: 1962.79.1)
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@nervousladytraveler Thank you for tagging me!
Rain TLOU (this is nearly done, probably needs a look-through for final edits)
Fuji AU (this might be done? I have to wait and see if it feel really done-done)
Gilbert grief
Comfort cottagecore nonsense (see Fuji AU, this might also be done-done, but I'm not 100% sure and it's a sort of meandering fic)
The Magic Mountain
Triptych (this is a much older fic that I might actually return to since Dune 2 came out and it's getting new readers...)
Tagging @asteraceae-blue @orlissa @vesperass-anuna @aquitainequeen @oldshrewsburyian @tortoisesshells
WIP Title Ask Game
RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.
Shadows of Love
The Alibi
A Simple Matter of Truth
Old Mother Hubbard* (working title of chapter for Duty)
The first two are old fics that I haven't touched in years but have every intention of finishing (because I just don't let things go).
I was tagged by @dreamstone28737 😘 — thank you , my dear! And I’ll send this over to the fabulous @jomiddlemarch if they'd like to play!
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Miniature English Great Room of the Late Tudor Period, 1550-1603
Narcissa Niblack Thorne & Unknown Artisans
c.1937
Art Institute of Chicago (Reference Number: 1941.1186)
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Harrison Ford hating playing Han Solo made him better at playing Han Solo because Han Solo did not want to be there doing those things either.
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Happy Pesach wherever you are and however you sat it! Our unique cultural traditions are beautiful and worth celebrating!
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Rilla of Ingleside created a new timeline...
Anne's House of Dreams mentioned a historical event - a federal election: “Mistress Blythe, the Liberals are in with a sweeping majority. After eighteen years of Tory mismanagement this down-trodden country is going to have a chance at last.” (AHoD).
From Wikipedia: "The 1896 Canadian federal election was held on June 23, 1896, to elect members of the House of Commons of Canada of the 8th Parliament of Canada. Though the Conservative Party, led by Prime Minister Charles Tupper, won a plurality of the popular vote, the Liberal Party, led by Wilfrid Laurier, won the majority of seats to form the next government. The election ended 18 years of Conservative rule."
It wouldn't be surprsing, but... it was also the year in which Jem Blythe was born! The election took place few weeks after his birth: "When Anne came downstairs again, the Island, as well as all Canada, was in the throes of a campaign preceding a general election." (AHoD).
So... according to this timeline, Walter was born a year later (1897), then the twins (1899), Shirley (1901) and Rilla (1903).
The point is... at the outbreak of the war, Walter would have been only 17 years old, the twins 15, Shirley 13, Rilla 11...
Shirley would have been too young to participate in the war and Walter would have barely turned nineteen at the time of the Battle of Flers-Courcelette in September of 1916...
Someone in one of my older posts noticed that puff sleeves fashion suggested that Anne of Green Gables took place in 1880s rather than 1870s... so it would make sense!
I wonder why Montgomery chose Rilla as her teenage heroine (according to the original chronology, Rilla should have been only 11 years old), while there were 15-year-old twins...
Can you imagine Nan and Di as the main characters of the war book? Two young girls at Queen's, trying to come to terms with rapidly changing world? Rilla and Shirley at Ingleside, growing closer in such trying times? Teenage boys - Jem and Walter - who had to choose if they wanted to sacrifice their life at even younger age - at eighteen? Walter, never reaching the age of twenty (or maybe - dare I hope - coming back home safely)? Anne and Gilbert in their 40s, trying to collect all the broken pieces that was once their family?
It would have been equally good, in my opinion. I wonder... why Montgomery felt she had to suddenly change a whole chronology?
Side note: of course, I love Rilla of Ingleside. But I am just curious... (Nan and Di of Ingleside would be a good book, too!).
@diario-de-gilbert-blythe @gogandmagog @pinkenamelheart @valancystirling48
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5 sentence drabble ask: Henry/Emma, #11 (for old time's sake...)
If memory was a linen-press (thought Emma Green, scrubbing viciously at her hands, the soap going pink-red from dried blood) it was a badly-made one: the mice and moths got in, inevitably, eating holes in what she’d laid aside. She had nearly forgotten the sound of her father’s voice, or her mother’s, in the time since they had fled to Richmond – she had no idea, rightly, when she had met Henry Hopkins, only that it must have been within a day or two of returning to Mansion House – important things, gone just as surely as the names of last week’s dead. But there the metaphor came apart. There was no sense of care or prizing in what went into that cabinet – Tom Fairfax’s brains leaking out into the dust of the street jostling with kind words and lukewarm tisanes in Mary Foster’s hands with a handful of wildflowers, that Henry had brought in from the countryside, half wilted from the heat of the road. Henry had kissed her then, and, for a moment, the flowers went unremembered.
Send me a number and two (or more!) characters, and get a five sentence drabble!
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