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So when I signed up for the

spoiler_song holiday fic exchange, I will admit I hesitated for a moment before putting in my request for a fic inspired by the Song of Solomon. Oh me of little faith:

Thy Love is Better Than Wine by

myconstant : doctor who. eleven/river. adult. 1802 words. no spoilers.

It's a spectacular fic just on its own merits, but don't cheat yourself: read the poem (No really, dammit, read it! There's a reason it's a classic). Then read the fic. Repeat. Let them resonate with each other. Feel all the nuances bleeding back and forth between them. Stare at the wall a bit. Read again. Realize you're never going to see either source material in quite the same way again.

Excuse me, I feel like being a bit speechless for awhile longer . . .

First:
Snow! Well, ok, flurries. That didn't last long and didn't stick. But still, there were white fleck-y things in the sky, and I WAS OUT IN THEM! Huzzah!

Second:

stick_poker , who is henceforth my personal hero until such time as I come across the next thing that literally makes me *gleep* with delight, has discovered something in "The Eleventh Hour" that everybody else missed. A bit of a joke, if you will. ( Unrestrained glee under the cut. )

Third:
Stephen Fry twitted the following article about the role of comedy and its importance and why the modern novel is dying from an angst overdose and I think I am in love with it but am having far too many thoughts about it to say anything coherent now, so I'll just leave this here: Divine Comedy.

Fourth:
A bit by the by, but since I was posting anyway: I think this is the funniest xkcd we've had in a long while.

The following is a public service announcement brought to you by Concerned Citizens for Sanity:

If you have not yet done so, go read this excellent fic by

_thirty2flavors . Rose and River bumping into each other in the build up to "Turn Left."

Repeat as necessary to combat crazies and restore faith in fandom.

We now return you to your regularly scheduled snark and puppy kicking.

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