How like a winter hath my absence been by
hesychasm, 5500 words, Vicky Austin/Adam Eddington in Vicky's first year of college, an unnamed Pennsylvania campus that I suspect will also seem very familiar to those of y'all who went to school where I did. (Seriously, this is worth reading just for the pleasant weirdness of characters walking around where you used to live, although it's also a lovely Vicky/Adam piece.)
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Date: 2012-02-22 06:18 am (UTC)So, of the L'Engle I've read, which is admittedly not very much, one of the things I enjoyed is that there's very little that indicates when the events are taking place, any more precisely than "latter half of the 20th Century". I mean, you can pick up that society has deployed television but not the internet, but beyond that, things like the houses and the trees are just described as old, in a way that renders them equally old in 1960 as in 1990. (People who are actually from New England might pick up on temporal clues that 12-year-old Midwestern me failed to catch, of course.) It gave the stories a weird sort of simultaneous presence/timelessness. So, while
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Date: 2012-02-22 07:42 am (UTC)Which dorm was Vicky in? I couldn't tell.
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Date: 2012-02-22 01:17 pm (UTC)It sounded to me like a co-ed version of Parrish, which I'm guessing is one of the things ccommack was talking about as a recent change. (Although there may be others too.)
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