The past month has been hectic for personal as well as fannish reasons. However, the relevant matter here has to be the two gift exchanges in which I participated,
fkficfest and
fic_corner. The former is specifically for
Forever Knight and the latter for children's and YA fiction.
FK Fic Fest:One of my FK prompts was for casefic; and
vorpalblades has written me the delightful
"On-the-Job Training". This is a first-season fic, where Nick and Schanke are only newly partnered by Capt. Stonetree. However, it is unusual in following Schanke, so that we get
his perspective on the oddball mystery to which the two have been assigned. Most episodes have a scene or two at the morgue; but here it becomes the crime scene itself. A body has blown up. (“It’s a damn Jackson Pollock painting in here,” has to be one of the funniest lines I've ever read.) Who planted the bomb inside the corpse? And why?
The mere concept is darkly hilarious. The story is full of jokes, both in- and not. (There is a running joke about paperwork; and a point being made that
you need to read between the lines to appreciate, since Schanke certainly won't get it.) Altogether a very funny story, but also a genuine casefic with real detection, not least from Schanke. Heartily recommended!
Exchange at Fic Corner:Okay, it is true that I have twice been assigned to write for Flo in
rarewomen; so it was not
desperately strange to get her prompts in another exchange. However, it starts to get a bit silly when it turns out that
she got assigned to
me. (She guessed the truth; but she lied through her teeth so that I wouldn't know who'd got my prompts.) The one saving grace is that she wrote me a story based on Kipling's
Stalky & Co. and I wrote her one based on his
Puck of Pook's Hill. If I had also written her
Stalky—and I might well have—then it would have been truly absurd.
Be that as it may, she actually wrote me
two stories. The other was a charming little treat based on an utterly nostalgic request for "another" Milly-Molly-Mandy story. Joyce Lankester Brisley's series about a little girl in an English village in the '20s utterly enthralled me when I was ... oh, say, between five and eight years old. I practically had the stories memorized. Certainly not one of those things I go back to nowadays at all really; but deeply, unforgettably dear to my heart.
"Milly-Molly-Mandy Helps Out" is almost classic MMM. It starts with her family in their nice white cottage with the thatched roof, and takes her off to her friends in the village; and, typically, she helps out with various chores suitable to her age. In Flo's tale, she thus acquires quite a lot of pennies! There are perilously few Milly-Molly-Mandy stories in the world. Another added to that precious number is simply wonderful to read. (Even if I do have to peel off
decades to appreciate it in the spirit in which I would have read it back in the day.)
My main gift was
"How The Beetle Got His Name". This is written in Kipling's very style (and his style is
very distinctive). It goes back to his earliest days at the Coll, long before Study Five got their study—indeed, even before the late-written story, "Stalky", in which Arthur Corkran got his famous nickname. Its focus is the school, but when Our Heroes were themselves mere fags; and, as such, it draws heavily on certain stories, such as "The Moral Reformers", that hint at a backstory in which Beetle, in particular, was the victim of bullying. It is such an incident (and a nasty one indeed) that leads to Corky Corkran taking him up, turning his life around, and bestowing upon him the nickname by which he is known through all of Kipling's own stories. Indeed, "How The Beetle Got His Name" is really
very Kipling.
I suspect that the Milly-Molly-Mandy story is one to appeal only to someone who was a fan in the day (like me). Stalky, on the other hand, is a more lasting joy; and I can honestly recommend
that gift to everyone.