Drabble: Appropriate Feeling

100 words, G. Prompted by ellid: "Placet-verse, one of the Parker kids gets their Hogwarts owl." It's July 1999 and the child in question is Vane Parker, Charles and Mary's great-grandson.


When the owl from the school arrived, it found him poring over a novel penned by his great-aunt Harriet. He had watched her hammer out the manuscript on the typewriter she’d inherited from her Aunt Harriet, a writer of Muggle mysteries. To him, it was magical how her loose, much-marked, cut-apart-and-taped-back-together sheets of paper had become a handsome hardcover with elegant maps.

When he looked up from the letter, he said, “Father will be so relieved.”

Her expression shrewd, his great-aunt asked, “And how do you feel about it?”

He shrugged. “I won’t know how I feel until I’m there.”




[x-posted to placet]

Drabble: Hidden Intelligence (Wimseyverse)

100 words, U, for busaikko. She requested Viscount St. George "behind enemy lines."



6 1 May 1941

Dear Miss Vane,

As far as I can tell, you write better than my Onkel Jakob. You're fair with the clues and your women not as fake as his, although he's a real lad with the ladies. An invasion of vermin -- thanks to gooey bonn bonbons not being put away -- may be a minor tragedy, but sixteen books are not easy to —- forgive my rambling. It is quite late.

(Your signature comforts me always.)

Peter grimly handed the letter back. "He's… I never thought I'd want him back in the air."

Harriet simply held him.










( Wondering what the message actually said? )