I wrote a thing...

I'm not really sure what it is. WELL. It's (the apparently obligatory) post-Good-Omens-Lockdown fic. Ficlet. Thing. Written out yesterday afternoon, barely edited, thrown up on AO3:

The Drunken Ramblings of Elfland

Summary: Aziraphale, having turned down Crowley’s offer of hunkering down together, carries on reading. He should maybe have chosen his reading material more carefully. Or at least gone easy on the cognac.

A minor crisis ensues.

(Is there such a thing as conceptual fic? If not, then there is now. What even is this?)


Only 823 words.

Update from The House of Plague, Day 50 (Schooling)

Anyway, it was 2020, and I was wearing a bandana over my face with a coffee filter in it, which was the fashion at the time

— John Wellington Ennis (@johnennis) April 30, 2020

(https://twitter.com/Number10cat/status/1257638762877771776)

And then someone did an illustration:



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Why Mummy Drinks: Things My Children Have NOT Learnt In Homeschooling This Week Despite My Best Efforts

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BBC: Former school inspector rates own home schooling 'atrocious'

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DO NOT SKIP THIS:

Hangzhou kids wear social distancing hats upon return to school


(I feel I should have done something more b/c of it being Day 50, but hey, I posted fic, and am otherwise just feeling v lethargic...)