Plei, that bit about the sandalwood soap is lovely. One thing:
Which was kind of a lot.
Would you consider losing that? It actually takes away from the power of what you've been showing us, by inserting a statement, thereby telling us instead.
And what you're showing is is pretty damned powerful, girlie.
Fay, more Emma to come later. Ethan is about to make more than a token appearance.
Oh, sure. Right now, many things are up for cutting.
I'll probably whack it.
Plei, I love it. It's fascinating. There's so much hinted at and I love the descriptions. I was trying very hard not to compare, then I figured, if I do that I don't learn -- so I'm comparing. I'm glad you're writing this and posting it for us.
This is such lovely fiction, all of it. I love V!Giles and Ethan, and Emma. I feel so blessed to get to read all this as it happens.
I watched two Avengers episodes last night. I blame Deb.
HA! Was Emma driving her red Lotus Elan? My grandfather actually collected vintage cars, and he had a Lagonda similar to one that Steed drove.
Off to buy shooooooooz....
They were in a hay cart, at the end. We're working our way through the whole Mrs. Peel run, and we're almost to the end of 1965.
So I'm writing blatantly self-serving Weslay'N'Gun4Evah!!!!1! porn.
I have no shame. In fact, my shame is off happily giving a blowjob to a man in a skirt.
God bless you and your generous shame, shrift.
So when are you going to let us see it shrift?
So when are you going to let us see it shrift?
Um, sometime soonish, probably.