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Dear Yuletide Writer,

Hi, I’m sinkauli on ao3. I don’t know who you are (yet, at least), and you probably only know me from my bookmarks and my one story (or two if I’ve managed to finish the space meerkat one) and what you can read on this blog (please do; almost everything I’ve written this year is

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Risen indeed

When I was thirteen I was the only person in my family who liked church. My parents were lapsed Lutherans and I was in Lutheran catechism class, having been evicted from the children’s choir a year earlier because I turned alto. (So did my friend, and she and I were the mainstay of the children’s

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The Obligatory Coronavirus Quarantine Post

Yes, I really do have to write this before my brain lets me write any other post that isn’t the ongoing reading notes. Strictly speaking we’re not in quarantine — we’re staying in. One of us (lately mostly me because Spouse had a sniffle and didn’t want to take the risk) ventures out to the

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Protestant art

Or craft, whatever. I’m taking part in a series of three workgroup sessions about gratitude, organised by the local Protestant church where I know some people. I think I and a Bahá’i woman were the only non-Protestant participants. We had a round of introductions (ick), then someone told a very condensed version of the story

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Writer’s brain

I put on a coat I hadn’t worn for some time and found a folded piece of paper in the pocket: an old church bulletin. This told me when and where I’d last worn it, of course. But suppose that it had been a Clue! I used to play detective a lot when I was

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The lying-awake engine hands me a story

It wasn’t the dream engine because I was wide awake from 2:xx until at least 4:56 (I remember the succession of numbers) thinking this up. Much better than lying awake worrying. Did I need a story? I feel I need to finish one of the things I’ve got lying around first before I can even

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Reading fanfic

I had a sudden urge to read some Lord Peter Wimsey that I didn’t already know by heart, so I turned to Archive of Our Own for fanfic. I opened about a dozen stories that looked interesting in tabs, after a several-times-refined search that excluded unfinished works, subjects I really don’t want to read about

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From the earworm deconstruction department

Van de visser Another Perelaar song. I have a special soft spot for it because Peter Moree and I used to be in the same circle of friends around 1980, and he came to my birthday party and sang a proto-version of it. Lyrics from memory because I can’t find a written version anywhere. Adultery

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The brain, while swimming

Desultory math again, and the results seemed so weird in my head that I worked it out in a spreadsheet. I thought that if parents keep trying for a boy, it will result in a great surplus of girls (or vice versa). But I was wrong! Let’s assume a spherical-cow society: all parent couples consist

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From the earworm deconstruction department

De ruiter en het meisje Here’s a very long version. Mine is from Folkcorn, slightly distorted by singing it from memory uncountable times. Folkcorn says on their website that it was assembled by B.W.E. Deurman from fragments scattered across all of the Netherlands. Now that’s a folk process I like! (A search for this person’s

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