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The Marriage Masquerade. From Georgette Heyer’s The Talisman Ring. One of Heyer’s funniest novels gets a hilarious coda, complete with pratfalls, cross-dressing, and a very expensive flaming carpet. I'm not sure how much context you need for this one, to be honest; if you like Regency romantic comedy, give it a try and see.
the mother of beauty. A character study of Julian, the professor from Donna Tartt’s The Secret History, that beautifully captures his dangerous allure.
There were a clutch of Aliens stories; I haven’t read them all. Vasquez, the female space Marine, is the focus of the first two I rec. You may recall her from the exchange in which she’s doing pull-ups.
Male Marine: “Hey, Vasquez, have you ever been mistaken for a man?”
Vasquez, not missing a beat: “No. Have you?”
Into the Woods. An early mission for the space Marines, pre-Aliens, told in a convincing staccato narrative by Vasquez. If you want to read a nice long action adventure about space Marines fighting aliens on another planet—and who doesn’t?— this is the story for you. You don’t need to know canon for this one.
Can You Hear Me Now?. A little vignette of camaraderie and badassery from the Madness collection.
Waiting for the Conquered. This retells Aliens from the POV of the alien queen! Very well-done alien POV; creepy.
Nimue. Clever, evocative Madness drabble for The Dark Is Rising.
“Elizabeth,” your mother used to tell you, “there’s nothing in this world that can’t be cured by saltwater-- sweat, tears, or the sea.”
Completely justified second person POV, as this is based on the text-based game “Choice of Broadsides,” a Napoleonic adventure which can be played to create a world in which only women go to sea. The story has several clever devices which riff on the nature of the source. It’s the story of you and Villeneuve, the Gaulish captain you fought and loved, and is befittingly action-packed and sexy. Probably you don’t need to have played the game to enjoy this.
The story, Salt Stained.
The game, Choice of Broadsides.
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the mother of beauty. A character study of Julian, the professor from Donna Tartt’s The Secret History, that beautifully captures his dangerous allure.
There were a clutch of Aliens stories; I haven’t read them all. Vasquez, the female space Marine, is the focus of the first two I rec. You may recall her from the exchange in which she’s doing pull-ups.
Male Marine: “Hey, Vasquez, have you ever been mistaken for a man?”
Vasquez, not missing a beat: “No. Have you?”
Into the Woods. An early mission for the space Marines, pre-Aliens, told in a convincing staccato narrative by Vasquez. If you want to read a nice long action adventure about space Marines fighting aliens on another planet—and who doesn’t?— this is the story for you. You don’t need to know canon for this one.
Can You Hear Me Now?. A little vignette of camaraderie and badassery from the Madness collection.
Waiting for the Conquered. This retells Aliens from the POV of the alien queen! Very well-done alien POV; creepy.
Nimue. Clever, evocative Madness drabble for The Dark Is Rising.
“Elizabeth,” your mother used to tell you, “there’s nothing in this world that can’t be cured by saltwater-- sweat, tears, or the sea.”
Completely justified second person POV, as this is based on the text-based game “Choice of Broadsides,” a Napoleonic adventure which can be played to create a world in which only women go to sea. The story has several clever devices which riff on the nature of the source. It’s the story of you and Villeneuve, the Gaulish captain you fought and loved, and is befittingly action-packed and sexy. Probably you don’t need to have played the game to enjoy this.
The story, Salt Stained.
The game, Choice of Broadsides.
If you enjoy these or other stories, please consider leaving a comment.
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I have been so busy that I have not even thought of Yuletide. Now I know what I'm doing with my day.
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