It's over, it's over, it's over, my friends

[tocryabout]

Chapter 15, "Toute en Splendeur", is complete. Referendum! Annoyingly political relatives! Hockey!

Upon some consideration, I decided that since I'm doing a sequel I have nothing much to say in the epilogue. So we're done. 65,700 words. Endnotes are here.

As a DVD extra sort of thing, I also found a file on my computer which you may or may not find interesting: the McCree/O'Brien family tree, with unimportant siblings left off (I was trying to save space). Nana is Margaret Macdonald, a reference to my own great-aunt who died this year. Grey text = deceased.

Finally, new banner:

(That's Tony Dekker of Great Lake Swimmers, not Joel Plaskett.)

Hooray for me, anyhow. The first chapter of the sequel is quite close to complete, so you'll be seeing it quite soon. As soon as I think of a title. (I always regretted giving Aphanes its rather impenetrable Greek name; not really a grabber.)

*drinks wine*

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[waterstrider.livejournal.com]

It wasn't a dream, just an image that came into my head somehow. (Although now that you mention it, I'm less and less certain that it wasn't a dream at some point.) Anyway, no, as I said I was noodling around with a couple of other pieces, which I then put aside for a long time before I could persuade myself to write fanfic.

The ending is a little mundane because Joel has had the necessary epiphanies, and having another one won't make a difference unless he gives in and lets the puck hit him in the face now and then. He needs to accept the world as much as the world needs to accept him. The choices are imperfection or nothingness, and he (rather grudgingly) chooses health, family, and friends, with all their limitations.