What’s in a Name: The Importance of Being Ernest Fanfiction

The clerk’s pen wobbled slowly over the paper, scratching in the silence. At long last, he frowned up at her. “Let me see if I’ve understood, miss,” he said with confused patience. Gwendolyn swallowed. “You wish to change your name to…” “Gwendolyn Marie Fairfax.” She was sweating through her dimity. “And your current legal name is…” She closed her eyes. “Ethel Beulah Fairfax.” “I see.” … Continue reading What’s in a Name: The Importance of Being Ernest Fanfiction

Knit Four: A Tale of Two Cities Fanfiction

France, 1757 I loved my sister more than anyone in the world. I can never remember whether my childhood was happy. I know there were days when we starved and nights when stories of more aristocratic abuse were traded in candlelit whispers. But in my memory, we were happy. Even after she married Gratien and moved down the road, I visited every day. Her husband … Continue reading Knit Four: A Tale of Two Cities Fanfiction

Speckled Death: A Sherlock Holmes Fanfiction

Grimesby had always been terrified of snakes. The night was gaspingly hot, but the ayah still insisted that he wear a thick woolen nightshirt, convinced that the English couldn’t withstand the humid climate. He woke every hour, sweat burning and then freezing his skin. He rose, creeping past the bed where the ayah lay, breathing softly. Moonlight pooled on the floor, highlighting the whipping tail … Continue reading Speckled Death: A Sherlock Holmes Fanfiction

The Fireman: A Fahrenheit 451 Fanfiction

My first task was to follow the Fireman. He took the same path each day, cutting through the park, then up Harrison Avenue with a sharp left toward the fire station. He smoked as he walked, which seemed appropriate — burning paper flying into the air behind him. It was a challenge to blend into the dull landscape — or would have been, if the … Continue reading The Fireman: A Fahrenheit 451 Fanfiction

Remembering Christmas: A Gift of the Magi fanfiction

Della sat back on her heels and surveyed the tree. The servants had found an enormous one this year. Its candle-laden boughs nearly brushed the ceiling of the foyer. She stood, sighing. How different Christmas had become since that first one in their little flat, when Jim hadn’t had a pair of gloves and they cried together over their useless, heartfelt gifts. Della gently touched … Continue reading Remembering Christmas: A Gift of the Magi fanfiction