22. Lover of Virginia Woolf and all things Bloomsbury Group, as well as Jane Austen and - let's be real - all books ever. Period pieces/dramas (primarily Call the Midwife), writing, poetry to be found here, as well as all manner of things.
Are you looking for a specific X-Files fic? Here’s a way to find it.
Hey guys! This is really, really exciting. I’m posting this news on someone else’s behalf. A fellow phile and lover of fic has created an extremely simple to use search engine for for fic: liminalfic.org
“Liminal is a simple search engine for X-Files fic. I noticed how hard it was to search for stories when you couldn’t search for words or even categories (contains the word “duck” and is an NC-17 Krycek/Phoebe Green AU? you know you wish you could find that), and with the fic distributed all across the internet. This fixes that. Note: To avoid archiving against the wishes of any authors, no stories are hosted on Liminal directly–I’m just making it easier to find them. Currently only stories from Gossamer are completely searchable, but I’m slowly adding fic from all the other old sites as well. Enjoy!“ – the creator.
The phrase “simple search engine” is wonderfully, blessedly serious. Gossamer can be notoriously difficult to navigate.
You can search by episode:
etc.
You can search for your extremely specific trope:
You can narrow by pairing, genre, and POV. I wanted to find a fic that I read and all I could remember was that it was post-One Son, and that it included the words “pigs” and “forgive”. Holy hell.
I found it.
This is incredible.
I tend to avoid Gossamer because if I’m looking for something particular, I know it’s not the best archive to give me what I want. This website changes that completely. I’m absolutely psyched to use it.
We’re a unique fandom because of how much we interact with the past. This helps us preserve that connection, and gives us access to great fic we might never have stumbled upon otherwise.
Hey, do you know that feeling of hitching up a long skirt so you don’t fall on your face when walking upstairs, and then you immediately become a wretched yet resolute Jane Austen character? It’s a universal thing, right?
“Please, in all this muddle of life, continue to be a bright and constant star. Just a few things remain as beacons: poetry, and you, and solitude.”
”I am reduced to a thing that wants Virginia.”
“I just miss you, in a quite simple and desperate human way.”
”I don’t know what to say to you except that it tore the heart out of my body saying goodbye to you.”
“How glad I am that you exist.”
”I almost cease to eist. I shall revive when you come, like a watered flower.”
“Do you remember a night in Burgundy, when I came along the dark passage to your room in a thunderstorm and we lay talking about whether we were frightened of death or not? That is a sort of occasion on which the things I want to say to you,—and to you only,—get said.”
“Dear Mrs. Woolf(That appears to be a suitable formula.)I regret that you have been in bed, though not with me—(a less suitable formula.)”
”You make a wonderful cynical kindly smiling background to the turbulance of my brain.”
Virginia to Vita
“I have missed you. I do miss you. I shall miss you.”
”I do miss you; I think of you: I have a million things, not so much to say, as to sink into you.”
“It was a very nice letter you wrote by the light of the stars at midnight. Always write then, for your heart requiers moonlight to deliquesce it.”
”I like your energy. I love your legs. I long to see you.”
“Do you exist? Have I made you up?”
“The flowers have come, and are adorable, dusky, tortured, passionate like you—”
“Yes yes yes I do like you. I am afraid to write the stronger word.”
“I could only think of you as being very distant and beautiful and calm. A lighthouse in clean waters.”
Can you imagine how fucking wild ladies must have gone for the rejection in pride and prejudice right after it was first published. This guy’s making ten thousand a year and her family is expecting her to find accommodation for herself sooner rather than later and STILL Lizzie is like “no. No. True love only. And also while I’ve got you here please accept my invitation to fuck off.” I would’ve lost my damn gourd, I would’ve gone bonkers. And group chats didn’t exist so you’d just have to hope your friends were as far into the book as you so you could meet at the village green to throw a fucking riot
when people defend the “Cis white guy is default” thing like “He’s meant to be an everyman we can all relate to and project on!” kindly remind them the largest ethnic group in the WORLD is Han Chinese and the highest gender percentage fluctuates so if you want an ACTUAL “default” you want a 40 year old chinese person whose gender changes from year to year.