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iansmomesq tagged me to pimp five fics I'd written, but I got nothin'. Maybe I need to post a poll.

stultiloquentia asked me interview questions, and I can do that.

1) Summarize, if you dare, a fanfic scenario you have no intention of writing out or posting anywhere because it's too dumb or self-indulgent or (heaven forbid!) depraved, but have spent a lazy hour knocking around in your head while toes-up on the couch or doing dishes or somesuch.

That would probably be the bedroom farce involving Edrington and three of his lovers, only one of whom he was expecting to have show up on that occasion. The one with voyeurism, whacky misunderstandings, and people nearly running into one another in the corrdor. In the form of a play. Sheridan pastiche, actually.

2. Name a piece of music that has good associations for you.

O Come All Ye Faithful reminds me powerfully of my Grandfather. So does Amazing Grace, but Amazing Grace can make me cry. O Come All Ye Faithful makes me smile.

3. I love your poetry posts. Who is your best recent discovery, poet-wise?

Edna St Vincent Millay, who I've been peripherally aware of for awhile but have only recently seriously started to read. Here, have some:

I, being born a woman and distressed
By all the needs and notions of my kind,
Am urged by your propinquity to find
Your person fair, and feel a certain zest
To bear your body's weight upon my breast:
So subtly is the fume of life designed,
To clarify the pulse and cloud the mind,
And leave me once again undone, possessed.
Think not for this, however, the poor treason
Of my stout blood against my staggering brain,
I shall remember you with love, or season
My scorn with pity, -- let me make it plain:
I find this frenzy insufficient reason
For conversation when we meet again.

4. You're going on a holiday with five other people—fictional people from any work of literature, film or TV. What kind of vacation would it be and who would you invite?

Potentially nasty, brutish and short; I can just about manage to travel with one other person for short periods of time; the thought of five is rather terrifying.

But let's see. I think a trip on the (no longer, sadly, taking passengers) passage by cargo ship from Montreal to Liverpool. Failing that, I suppose New York - Southampton on the Queen Mary 2 will have do.

That's ten days, and no cat-herding required, assuming we all make it onto the ship in the first place.

1) Monica Gall, from Robertson Davies' A Mixture of Frailties
2) Sophy Stanton-Lacy, from Georgette Heyer's The Grand Sophy
3) Susan Voight, from Stephen Brust and Emma Bull's Freedom and Necessity.
4) Anne Wentworth, from Jane Austen's Persuasion
5) Major My Lord Edrington from Hornblower, obviously; we must have ONE gentleman along to carry our wraps and fetch us drinks and dance with us and things. Especially things. :)

5. If you could only write one more story—ever—what would it be, and why?

I always suspect I am only going to be able to write one more story, so I suppose the next one. Not a very interesting answer, I'm afraid...

So, if you want me to, I'll ask you questions. Though what with one thing and another I may be an appallingly long time about it.