We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.
-- T.S. Elliot
(Bistrița, Romania)
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The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
~T.S. Eliot
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so I finally picked up The Secret History... When it came to April I wrote in the margins 'April is the cruellest month' and later realised they murdered Bunny in April. I really hope Donna Tartt wrote the book with 'The Waste Land' in mind and it's not just my brain reading too much into it.
Also, 'Winter kept us warm, covering / Earth in forgetful snow'. 'Forgetful snow' can be prescribed to the farmer's death which was soon forgotten. And 'Winter kept us warm' - Henry's last name is literally Winter and he did keep Richard warm after he returned from Rome, and it was during winter he became a lot closer with the gang and the friendship deepened after he knew the circumstances regarding the farmer's death.
My 4am thoughts are really all over the place.
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So in multiple Yuletides past I have asked for someone to write me a queer consideration of Mercedes Lackey's Tales of the Five Hundred Kingdoms. I wouldn't recommend that series to anyone (I cannot even tell you how desperately it needs an editor) but it is excellent comfort reading for me ... except for things like One Good Knight, which I read around the same time as a couple other fantasy books that were also OBVIOUSLY setting up a lesbian relationship and then randomly threw in a het ending at the last minute and therefore have a probably disproportionate grudge against. Where was I?
Right. So. This year I requested it again but then also got assigned Tales of the Five Hundred Kingdoms, and there was nothing in my recipient's requests against it, so I decided I'd write it myself, and at least get some enjoyment out of it. ...And then I received exactly the kind of queer reimagining that I wanted! And my recipient liked my fic! So clearly I won Yuletide both ways.
Because they are basically just about queer fairy tales I would not say that you need to know anything about the Tales of the Five Hundred Kingdoms to understand these fics. My gift has more canon characters than my assignment does, but all you really need to know is that The Tradition is a magical force that makes fairy tales and folktales and songs play out in the real world (whether the people involved want to be in a fairy tale or not), and Godmothers are overworked magicians who try and mitigate the damage, usually by creating happy endings.
My gift was Writing Our Own Happily-Ever-Afters by StableState, which has poly and a GREAT take on the woman-disguised-as-a-man story and also an excellent pun.
I wrote
Title: Blossoms in Ashes
Wordcount: 6155 words
Fandom: Cinderella (Perrault), Tales of the Five Hundred Kingdoms (Lackey)
Rating: G
Relationships: Various
Characters: Cinderella, Prince Charming, Fairy Godmother, Stepsisters, Stepmother, Godmother Elena (Five Hundred Kingdoms)
Warnings/Enticements: Abuse, Queer Themes, Regendering
Summary: “All over the Five Hundred Kingdoms, down through time, there have been countless girls like you for whom the circumstances were not right. Their destined princes were greybeards, infants, married or terrible rakes, or not even Princes at all, but Princesses! … And there are dozens and dozens of other tales that The Tradition is trying to recreate, all the time, and perhaps one in a hundred actually becomes a tale.”
A variety of events documented in the chronicles of the Godmothers of the Five Hundred Kingdoms.
And I managed to fit in a Madness treat before getting covid right before Christmas (booooo).
Title: Nevertheless
Wordcount: 350 words
Fandom: The Waste Land (T. S. Eliot)
Rating: G
Relationships: None
Characters: Madame Sosostris
Warnings/Enticements: Poetry, Clairvoyance, Telepathy, Common Cold, London, Post-World War I
Summary: She brings the horoscope herself.
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We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
-- T.S. Eliot
(Copenhagen, Denmark)
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There will be time, there will be time
to prepare a face to meet the faces
that you meet.
(T S Eliot, The love song of J Alfred Prufrock)
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