Once upon a time, January came for us and proclaimed itself supremely uninterested in taking prisoners. Under the sustained assault, there were simply too many avenues of stress tearing into my brain. On one side of the field stood so many books (as they have always been there for me) ready to be read—to help. And on the other side loomed a distressing number of chasms inside me desperate to find solace and reprieve. But the two could not meet. No matter how many peace talks I attempted to broker. In February, in a move so unprecedented that I can only describe it as a lifeline thrown down into the deepest of the chasms, my exhausted mind decided it would be a good idea to finally give fanfiction a whirl. Now, there's no getting around the fact that for someone who has read as many novels that involve fic in some way or another as I have—seriously, novels that began as fic, novels written by authors who got their start writing fic, novels about characters who write/illustrate/love...
Aw. All looking happy and healthy and cute. And you can kind of tell they're siblings.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous!
ReplyDeleteHaha, my niece is so happy when she gets to wear her ballet makeup too! Gorgeous kids.
ReplyDeleteLove these photos - their individuality really shines through, and Finn's expression!! Also, I remember when I got to wear my mum's blusher for school concerts - made my day :-)
ReplyDeleteAw, thanks, Heidi. And I can't even think about Will being a teenager or I have to go lie down.
ReplyDeleteI kind of like that they look like they belong. ;)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Marg!
ReplyDeleteLol. Piper was over the moon.
ReplyDeleteHe's a character all right. And I had to grin at how delighted she was.
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