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Waiting for the posole we made for New Year's to settle in my stomach and for another reveal for a single-fandom holiday story exchange to reply to those comments, and so the requisite Yuletide reveal post, if somewhat late. In the meantime, happy 2009, and may it be infinitely better than 2008 for everyone, everywhere. A quiet changing of the year here - my mom and I had gone to a funeral for her cousin's husband, and so a rather somber end of year with some perilous driving on the way home, marked with a few Man from U.N.C.L.E. episodes and a small glass of wine, and a cacophony of gunshots and fireworks outside. A calming thought, at least, that they were fired in celebration and not in malice.

And so, my Yuletide offering for this year, Here as on a Darkling Plain, set six years after the end of Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day. It's a rather introspective piece, from Guinevere's POV, and although it didn't garner many comments (although several of those comments were quite touching), I'm rather happy with it. My recipient,

cheapmetaphor, had asked for a tale rich with detail, which I think I managed, and something well-written, which I truly aimed for. Although this story did the same, statistic-wide, as my other Yuletide offerings, I think this story had more than an inkling of my voice, which I'd like to encourage to come out in future works more than it usually does. And a huge, huge, huge thank you to

otahyoni, who was my beta at the eleventh hour, and provided some much-needed trimming and guidance.