"The Beast of Bear Mountain"
Okay, okay, Achille, I yield. It's time to make some Christmas dreams come true. Or something.
You know, the reason I was so reluctant to cover this material is because the equation seems to change fairly dramatically depending on whether you're talking about professional or amateur work. My philosophy generally is, if someone got paid to write this story, and readers were meant to pay for the privilege, it's fair game. But here, it's like: we're all amateurs! What right do I have to criticize someone who's writing purely out of love? Crikey, man! Also, it's a small internet! There's a good chance Jolley will see this (actually, unless she intentionally refuses to, she definitely will; it would be rude for me not to email her)! How am I going to feel about making harsh criticisms? And even in the even that I don't HAVE any sharp criticisms (and my feelings here are more favorable than not), there's still a sense that this is a performance; that you're kind of on a tightrope. Who knows! Maybe I'm overthinking it! It has happened before. I'd better get started before I manage to talk myself out of it. This one, which Achille linked to for fairly obvious reasons. As usual, I'm not going to try to cover every plot point. Read it for yourself.
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