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Written in 24 hours for the [ profile] come_at_once challenge on LJ:

Title: I Have No Time for Trifles
Rating: E
Universe: ACD Canon
Character(s): John Watson, Sherlock Holmes
Prompt/Summary: This wasn't on the list.
Warnings/Enticements: Slash, Watson's sense of humour
Word Count: 1481

On AO3

Written in a lot more than 24 hours and posted a month ago:

Title: Inward Trembling
Rating: E
Universe: ACD Canon
Character(s): John Watson, Mary Morstan, Sherlock Holmes
Summary: Holmes gets to watch.
Warnings/Enticements: Het, Voyeurism, Polyamory
Word Count: 1728
A.N.: Sequel to In Your Patience Possess

On AO3
violsva: Sidney Paget illustration of Holmes and Watson, seated, with the caption "Cut out the poetry, Watson" (Holmes)
So I was thinking about how you don’t really see recs for very short fic, which is a shame because short fics are amazing, and one of the things I love about fandom is that it has an accepted place for really really short fiction.

And it’s International Fanworks Day. And I started putting together a list. And then I realized that a lot of these shared a theme.

Holmes fandom has multiple - numerous -

Excellent Epistolary Fics Under 1000 Words

Songs of Spring by Waid
“At this period of my life the good Watson had passed almost beyond my ken. An occasional week-end visit was the most that I ever saw of him. Thus I must act as my own chronicler. Ah! had he but been with me, how much he might have made of so wonderful a happening and of my eventual triumph against every difficulty!”

Holmes sends the manuscript of The Lion’s Mane to the absent Watson. But perhaps his absence isn’t as longterm as all that.

[Retirement fix-it fic. Holmes writes a love letter. It’s not exactly his area of expertise.]

A Less Than Final Stop by JaneTurenne
Shortly after The Waterfall, John Watson begins sending telegrams.

[Hiatus fix-it fic. I’ve spent most of the past week in LJ Holmes fandom nostalgia. Things like this are why.]

Unsent by hardboiledbaby
Epistolary ficlet set during the hiatus.

[Holmes wants to express sympathy. And something else.]

Chimera by stardust_made
Holmes writes a predestined letter.

[Self awareness is what I look for in a Holmes, maybe more than anything else.]

A very short exploration of phone (actually telegraphic) sex and orgasm control, in which this title is several times longer than the fic itself. by Skud

[Your reccer regrets nothing.]

And one Sherlock fic:

Half Midnight In The Arse-Crack Of Winter by faerymorstan
A brief interlude in a roller skating bar. Yknow. Like ya do.

[Probably better in context, but I couldn’t leave it out when it’s for me. <3]
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Bidding on all the auctions at Fandom Trumps Hate has opened (including mine). There is an index of participants here.
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I am participating in a fandom auction to raise money for various charities, primarily in the United States. You can find more information here. Bidding begins on January 12th and ends on the 20th.

I am offering one fic under 10k words in ACD Canon Sherlock Holmes, open to any rating. (I would also be willing to write Comfortable Courtesan fic, though the fandom's so small I didn't put it on the form.) You can find examples of my writing here.

There are also literally hundreds of other fans offering fic, art, betaing, etc., and you can find more information at

Come see!
violsva: The words "Oh, Sandy!"; a reference to The Comfortable Courtesan (Oh Sandy)
Comments on The Comfortable Courtesan Jan 5th to Jan 9th in no particular order, because dammit, I’m sick and I’m going to talk about things that make me happy. (And also because I was for a while too sick to write anything, ugh.)
Read more... )
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This is the copyright page of my copy of Dorothy L. Sayers’ The Unpleasantness at the Bellona Club:

Read more... )

The relevant information is “First published in Great Britain by Victor Gollancz Ltd. in 1921.”

The problem is, afaict this book was first published in 1928, by Ernest Benn Ltd. Cursory investigation indicates that Gollancz split off from Benn in 1927, so it may have had something to do with the publication; but it didn’t exist at all in 1921, and Sayers didn’t publish her first novel until 1923.

Does anyone know why this is in the New English Library edition?

(My copy was purchased in a used book store in Ontario in the 2010s, so that's not much help.)


Jan. 1st, 2017 01:24 pm
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So my Yuletide gift was The Spirit of Enquiry, and it is by [personal profile] breathedout, who I already knew was amazing but this further confirms it.

[incomprehensible fangirling deleted]

I wrote Les Femmes Acharnées, which is based on this painting (that’s all you need to know, that’s the canon). It is a spy AU, you will like it.

And The Adventure of the Speaking Spectre, which is Great Mouse Detective casefic, with ghosts! Well, maybe ghosts.

Which in terms of wordcount is actually the most I've ever done for Yuletide.

And I have basically been doing nothing but reading Yuletide fic and seeing family this week, so that’s been pretty good.
violsva: Mulan squinting at a bowl of food (morning mulan)
Well, it's a good thing I finished my Yuletide assignment early, because this depression is not making things look good for finishing the treat I've got half done.

(Or even yumadrin. Oh dear.)

ETA 27th: finished treat, no drabbles, go me.
violsva: Sidney Paget illustration of Watson reading, with the caption "Winner, JWP 2016" (watson's woes)
Title: Clipped Whispers
Rating: G
Universe: ACD Canon
Character(s): John Watson, Mary Morstan
Summary: "We have received the strangest telegram, John. I think it must be intended for someone else."
Warnings/Enticements: Hiatus Angst
Word Count: 508
A.N.: For WAdvent 2016.

On AO3
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It's very weird reading someone earnestly arguing for a principle which is the basic foundation of nearly all modern ethics. Or at least my own ethics. It's very hard to look at it from the point of view of someone who isn't convinced.

Mill mentions the various popular meanings of the words utilitarian and utility in his time; an interesting point is that something which is in the modern sense "utilitarian" - something which does nothing except perform a function - is less utilitarian in the philosophical sense than something which performs that function and is also beautiful - because the latter produces happiness in someone looking at it. Usefullness comes in various forms.

He also mentions Epicurius, and Epicurius said that artistic enjoyment was one of the only pleasures which had no associated pain. (The argument Mill's making is that Epicurianism/utility/happiness is not just about physical pleasure and excess, and that intellectual pleasures are, in fact, more fun. Or at least promote more happiness in general, especially to others.)

However, I'm reminded of Virginia Woolf saying "A good dinner is of great importance to good talk. One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well," in A Room of One's Own. In order to be able to enjoy intellectual pleasures you need to have a relatively enjoyable physical baseline. Which ties in with Mill's point that (in utilitarianism) asceticism and sacrifice have no moral value unless they are for the sake of someone else's happiness.

I wrote that first paragraph when a bit more than halfway through; in the last chapter, however, talking about justice, he uses taxation as an example: "This doctrine [a poll tax], as applied to taxation, finds no advocates because it conflicts so strongly with man's feelings of humanity and social expediency." Tell that to Margaret Thatcher.

And of course it may or may not be considered an example of "modern ethics," but the recent election has indicated that there are lots of people who don't actually give a shit about the common good. Humans are complicated.

And that's a sort of general pessimism brought on by the circumstances, not actually my considered position. Mill points out that in fact we know that most people do mostly behave justly, because if they didn't we couldn't have a society at all: if people couldn't be trusted not to harm each other then we would all consider everyone potential enemies and guard against them (which I've just realized is how cats treat each other). I don't know if this is an argument that human nature is inherently good or that humans will usually live up to social expectations.
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Hi! Thanks so much for writing for me, and congratulations on your evident good taste!

If you want to benignly internet-stalk me to get an idea of my interests, Tumblr and AO3 (both linked in the sidebar) are probably a better idea than DW. However, my previous Yuletide-related posts are tagged here.

This year I requested The Comfortable Courtesan, Pride, and Carmilla. These are three very different fandoms and I love them all in different ways. I am happy with absolutely any fic rating or length.

A large and random list of things I like in general: worldbuilding, adventure, lesbians, alternate universes, ethical dilemmas, people being clever, twisty plots, gender, sibling or sibling-like relationships, epistolary fic, punks, backstory, hurt/comfort, pining, physical affection, queerness, philosophy, romance, feminism, UST, found families, mythological allusions, polyamory, slash, het, femslash, hidden worlds, cities, banter, complicated plans, beautiful landscapes, angst, puns, magical realism, history, creepy supernatural beings, passionate platonic friendships, case fic, period accuracy, gen, smut, pwp, diversity, fairy tales... Feel free to use any of these.

Dislikes: I have a major embarrassment squick, I don't like incest, and I'm not interested in graphic depictions of rape or gore or torture. However, I can be sold on most consensual kinks.

Fandom specific thoughts and optional details, to be taken more as suggestions and jumping-off points than requests:Read more... )

Mostly though, write what makes you happy. Thanks again for writing for me!
violsva: The words "Oh, Sandy!"; a reference to The Comfortable Courtesan (Oh Sandy)
Title: Duties Owed
Author: Violsva
Fandom: [personal profile] the_comfortable_courtesan
Rating: G
Warnings/Enticements: None
Word Count: 850
Summary: A lady’s maid’s skills should not be limited to matters of fashion.

On AO3
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Okay, self. The reason we do not get into discussions of the thing is because it triggers perseveration which makes us unhappy. If we do get in a discussion of the thing, even if it’s because we have something important to say, the reblogs etc. will probably add to that. (Also, the vast majority of my followers: do not, thankfully, care about the thing at all.) You came up with a whole bunch of fic ideas during July. It is probably better to focus on those. If that means staying away from anywhere that is not highly curated, by me, then we will have to do that.

I don’t seek out posts about how Gifted kids are all spoiled brats, and I’m not going to seek out posts about this. It can go on without my involvement. If other people aren’t saying what I think should be said, I’ll live, and so will they.

(oh, fandom)
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[I am currently copying over posts I like from tumblr; my apologies for any weirdnesses on your reading page]
violsva: Sidney Paget illustration of Watson reading, with the caption "Winner, JWP 2016" (watson's woes)
I have been doing pretty well this year.

Prompt #1: Water Cure

Prompt #2: Take Hold of Me: Very Cavafian

Prompt #3: Rest and a Bit of Peace: Great Mouse Detective

Prompt #4: Blood and Bile: Good Omens crossover

Prompt #5: Amicitiae Nomine Tectus

Prompt #6: Energy and Nerve Force

Prompt #7: Petitions

Prompt #8: Vroom!

Prompt #9: Experiments: Xu-lai and Jane; warning: Furbies

Prompt #10: First of May (late): BBC Sherlock

Prompt #11: Désir Bruyant: Smut, pegging

Prompt #12: Pash: Based on this picture, hello.

Prompt #13: Of their dead selves to higher things: Slightly gross

Prompt #14: Return

Prompt #15: Bleeding Hearts Around: Based on "Love Armed" by Aphra Behn

Prompt #16: Unexpected Sources (late): Agatha Christie crossover

Prompt #17: Commission

Prompt #18: The Widows: The Landlady 'verse

Prompt #19: Duties to a Client

Prompt #20: Our Cause Is Ripe: Sequel to Bleeding Hearts Around (#15 above)

Prompt #21: Bitter

Prompt #22: Hopeful: Lord Peter Wimsey crossover

Prompt #23: A Dying Fall: Warning: puns

Prompt #24: Summoning: Literary Agent Hypothesis

Prompt #25: Something in the Air: Warning: crack, sex pollen, bodyswap, tentacles, crack

Prompt #26: Earthly (late)

Prompt #27: Texting a Landline

Prompt #28: It Raineth Every Day

Prompt #29: Caught: Great Mouse Detective

Prompt #30: Woken Up

August Amnesty:

Prompt #1: Bark at a Crow

Prompt #2: Art Appreciation

Prompt #3: Respectable: Warning: classism, nastiness

Prompt #5: Reconsolidation: In the same Little Mermaid fusion as Metatarsalgia
violsva: Geoffrey Tennant, offering a skull (have a skull)
I feel like this should have all the warnings, but nothing graphic actually happens. I just went there mentally, a lot.

Blood and Bile )
violsva: Sidney Paget illustration of Holmes and Watson, seated, with the caption "Cut out the poetry, Watson" (Holmes)
It is July, and therefore it is time for ficlets of misery. I'll put up a masterpost in a bit; other than that I'm not sure I'll blog all of them individually.

Title: Water Cure
Author: Violsva
Rating: G
Universe: ACD
Character(s): John Watson, Sherlock Holmes
Relationships: Watson/Mary
Summary: Mary Watson encourages her husband to join Holmes in Europe. There's nothing he can do in England, at the moment.
Content Warnings: Angst
Word Count: 490
A.N.: For Watson's Woes July Writing Prompt #1: 'Tis But a Scratch

On AO3
violsva: Sidney Paget illustration of Holmes and Watson, seated, with the caption "Cut out the poetry, Watson" (Holmes)
If he laid on his left side, the damaged muscles in his shoulder protested at the weight. The obvious solution seemed to be to sleep on his right, but when he did he invariably woke up with a cramp in his leg—he’d limped on that side for too long for it ever to be fully pain-free again. If he was twenty years younger he would’ve slept on his stomach, but he wasn’t, so he slept on his back. Which would’ve been fine, if it weren’t for the dreams. Therapists, fellow doctors, friends: everyone told him that bad dreams weren’t dependent on the position in which he slept, but they were wrong. All of his nightmares ended with him flat on his back, staring up at the ceiling.

He never told Mary, not in so many words, because what was the point? She couldn’t solve any of his problems, physical or otherwise. But after a few months of sleeping together he realized that she knew. He still had the bad dreams, but now, whenever he woke from them, she was there, a hand on his arm, skin touching skin, comforting and calming him enough that he could finally sleep in peace.

(i would write the part with room for sherlock but basically that’s already half of my posted works on AO3)

She’d trained herself to wake up as soon as the nightmares started. She didn’t always know where she’d be sleeping, or with whom, and wakefulness was better than having to explain screaming at night. Even in her new civilian life, she didn’t want to have that conversation with casual boyfriends. Easier to avoid any mention of it, any memories from it.

So when her dream-self saw lightning, or dark empty hallways, or felt the solid comfort of a gun in her hand, she woke up at once. Every time.

John didn’t. John, she knew without asking, lived through all of his awful memories again some nights, unable to stop them. Usually it was Afghanistan, now. So she tried to fall asleep facing him, touching him, so when he woke up he knew she was there.

And when she woke up she was looking right at him, every time, and knew where she was, and who she was, and why she was here.

Sherlock never slept in John and Mary’s bed. The activities in which the three of them engaged after the baby went to bed always energized him rather than tiring him out, so he didn’t need to sleep in the space they left for him, though sometimes he liked to stay and watch them breathe. John twitched when he had nightmares; Mary’s body grew rigid and tried to draw in on itself, as if she could make herself small enough to escape from whatever pursued her. Early on he tried drugging them both into a more restful slumber, but his efforts had not been well-received, so he learned other ways to soothe: deep, soft whispers, a gentle nudge, the sound of his violin playing from the next room. When it seemed they both had a particularly unsettled night, he would take care of the baby’s breakfast and morning routine for them, letting them sleep as long as possible after the sun rose, when they transitioned into better dreams. No one ever mentioned any of this, but they all knew they had found the best arrangement possible for three people who’d once been so thoroughly alone.

(Miss Davis, if you see this and want it down/elsewhere just tell me <3)


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