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Mwa ha ha. See how I take over both the NCC and FOCS mags. Yes indeedy. I finally got my FOCS mag yesterday, and spent some time stroking my name, for it was indeed exciting. In fact, speaking of, I mun fax it to my mother (and yes, I am v.v. sad) ut share the excitement.

What gets me about the Verity-Ann/Mary-Lou sitch, though, is when in Reunion, speaking about her mother’s death, Mary-Lou says that she doesn’t have any family left, save Clem, who is as good as a sister. Um, what about Verity, dear? You know, your step-sister. Not that you ever call her that, for some reason unknown to me. And frankly, the impression I got in some of the later ML books was that they weren’t even in the same circle of ‘close’ friends. Bum for Verity. Spurned on all fronts.

Also, I have come to an important realisation about my character. The reason I have been completely useless at work the past couple of weeks is because my house situation has been in a complete mess. My room was in chaos – filled with boxes and crap to the extent that I could not walk across it. Literally. There was some very complicated choreography going on if I wished to reach the window, and frankly I wasn’t bothering. Not at all healthy for my delicate little psyche. So, yesterday I unpacked lots and tidied away and generally made everything clean and sweetly smelling and dandy so that once again I am super-productive and have done lots of work. So, note to self: keep things more or less under control at home and all will be well. I’m not joking, Self. This is Very Important.

I am still distraught about my lack of vikingness. Maybe if I encourage a sense of bloodlust and a passion for pointy horns (please no-one comment on that), I will do better next time. I strive for vikingness.

Senni Firpen.
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OK, I started writing this after I wrote an article for FOCS about Verity-Ann Carey, then decided it was all going a bit mad. But, in continuing with my so far honourable tradition of dumping everything that's non-work-related sitting on my hard drive, I will add it here.

Why?

Why does he call me Verity-Ann? I haven’t been called that in years: not since we became seniors at school and decided that it was childish. Just Verity-Ann, of course. Mary-Lou wasn’t childish. I remember her face when someone suggested she should make it just Mary! And yet I was to be Verity. I got used to it; you do. But he calls me by that name, when no-one else does.

It’s a silly question to ask, though, because I know the answer. It’s because it’s a child’s name that he uses it. It makes me small. Not that I’ve ever needed much help with that, but I mean small in a different way. I cannot be trusted: I am too silly, too simple-minded. I must be cushioned and cosseted and controlled.

I blame Mary-Lou. That’s a little harsh, perhaps. Maybe I blame her because deep down I know it’s my own fault: I let this happen to me. And who wants to accept that about herself? That I brought it on myself? No, I prefer to blame Mary-Lou.

and the rest... )

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