A fic rec: Shoshier's "George and Anne, an unofficial biography"

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http://www.fictionalley.org/authors/shosier/GAAUB01.html
Only the first chapter of a long chaptered fic, but it already shows signs of exceptional quality. A little girl playing by herself in the woods around Ottery St Catchpole makes the aquaintance of two seven-year-old red-haired twins. This is imaginative, lovely and fun. A perfect balance between infant Utopia - how many parents or guardians would allow a seven-year-old to run free on her own in this day and age? - and childhood romance - the friendships born and made with hardly a question asked, just "Who are you?" - "I am Anne", as if that explained everything, the way that everything is either so exciting you just have to run for it or so boring you are already looking for something else to do - all so dense with that smell and feel of early years, JUst lovely. I have not been so entusiastic about a HP chaptered fic since Inverarity. Do go and read it.

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[eliskimo.livejournal.com]

How much things have changed in 30 years. When I was seven, I was allowed to freely roam an area that was about a half kilometer square (boundaries set by my mother) - an area roughly the same size as Christopher Robin's "100 acre woods" - as long as my room was clean and my homework was done before I left and I was home before the streetlights came one or dinner, which ever came first.

Hi.

[southindian.livejournal.com]

Glad to see you're back. I read your LJ a lot, though I haven't commented much. By the way, I feel very privileged to be your first RSS subscriber!