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Today I found out about this snowflake_challenge via egelantier, and since I am pretending that anything that forces me to write things and post them is a good thing, I've decided to join in.

I'm only a day late, so I'm going to put Days One and Two together.

Day One's challenge is "post a rec for three fanworks you've created." I don't like doing that ( Read more... )

"At least one London reviewer thought [L. M. Montgomery's portrayal of a narrow-minded small town] must have been unintentional, saying of her novel Rainbow Valley (1920):

it would appear that Canadian village life is the quintessence of all village life, except that in Canada there appears to be little hope that anyone will take [an] interest in ( Read more... )

The archivists at the University of PEI are my new best friends. I went through their Timeline of PEI Papers and grabbed up all the ones still being published during the E. B. Diaries time period. Interestingly, the timeline records no new papers founded between 1902-1909 (though that doesn't mean there weren't any). Here are the links to where the ( Read more... )

So I was planning for like the past year on what my last two chapters were going to be, but then one of you said, "Hey, just end it!" and that suddenly seemed like a pretty good idea given how much I am technically actually supposed to be doing in the real world this month. And given how attached I tend to get, it's probably best to drop it on the ( Read more... )

Last-minute addition of the tiniest and most pointless chapter ever means that this is going to clock in at 94 92 chapters after all, I guess.

ETA: I had an ending sort of planned, but see below. Might as well get out while the getting's good.

I haven't given this up, though maybe I should have? It's hard for me to tell.

Either two or three chapters left to go. I haven't decided yet.

Well, hello, second-longest chapter in the history of The Evelyn Blake Diaries! How did you come to be so very, very long?

Was it because I am panic-procrastinating on my Yuletide story, which is, was, and will continue to be completely destroying me in all the major tenses of human experience ( Read more... )

. . . featuring marginally plausible but improbable Telephone Action!! (for no good reason)

What am I doing.

Why am I updating this story.

Why am I not in bed.

These are questions to which I have no answer.

Today was not at all productive, except in posting chapters. I didn't even update my Yuletide letter, which you'd think I could manage. I am ( Read more... )

Why did that take so long? I don't even know. I've been lost in a maze of unemployment, semi-employment, and fruitless job-searching. Well, anyway, here is Chapter 88.

The contrast between Emily's poetic sympathy with Mad Mr. Morrison and her spectacular coldness toward Evelyn (who, to be fair, has been a major pain -- but wait, so has the guy who ( Read more... )