Rain – A Little Women Fanfiction

Marmee did worry for Jo. Well, for Jo — and for all of her daughters. But somehow she’d never expected Jo to be the child who was left behind. Jo, always charging forward. Always on a mission, afire with dreams and plans. It was not like her spirited second daughter to drift so listlessly through her life. “You mean because the others are married,” Robert … Continue reading Rain – A Little Women Fanfiction

Eight AM – A Matilda Fanfiction

The girl was pretty in a quiet way, but Mark didn’t think it was just her prettiness that drew his eyes. She was captivating in a way he couldn’t explain, distracting his attention from the eight o’clock lecture on psychopathology in a way none of the other female students did. He’d never seen her anywhere on campus before. Come to think of it, he’d never … Continue reading Eight AM – A Matilda Fanfiction

Against the Dying of the Light: A Dylan Thomas Fanfiction

“Don’t let go,” his voice whispered to me. I squinted at him. I could barely see him, his face shot with blurs and streams of light and shadow. But I knew him, knew the shape of his face, bending over my hospital bed. He wanted me to fight. Did I want to fight? Did I want to go? I didn’t know. Rage, rage, against the … Continue reading Against the Dying of the Light: A Dylan Thomas Fanfiction

Covent Garden: A Pygmalion Fanfiction, Part I

The Eynsford-Hills lived in Covent Garden, in a high brick house surrounded by a sleek black fence. The house looked more or less as posh as the houses surrounding it; if anything, it gleamed a little too brightly. The gardens were exquisite. It was rumored they were tended by Mrs. Eynsford-Hill herself, who planted a breathtaking array of every flower imaginable. Mrs. Eynsford-Hill was rather … Continue reading Covent Garden: A Pygmalion Fanfiction, Part I

After the Green Light: A Great Gatsby Fanfiction

I never met Gatsby personally. Few of us did, though we frequented his house each week for his lavish parties. I never knew why I went — I thought I would meet someone, I suppose, or have some undefined adventure. Instead, I invariably woke with a headache like a drumbeat and a rather depressed feeling. I did once meet Daisy Buchanan, though. When the summer … Continue reading After the Green Light: A Great Gatsby Fanfiction