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In which Hamlet tells a very peculiar story. Parts One and Two are here.

Chapter Three: I Could Condemn It As an Improbable Fiction )
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More off-the-wall Hamlet AU, in lieu of doing actual work. Part One is here.

For the record, I would like to note that I started writing this before I saw Bill Cain's play Equivocation, which features Shakespeare's daughter Judith as a touchy and presumably unpaid laundress and assistant-of-all-work to the King's Men. That's about as far as the similarities go, and they are purely coincidental. However, DC-area people should totally see Equivocation, because it is excellent.

One Man In His Time Plays Many Parts )
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Title: Pseudonymous
Fandom: Hamlet
Summary: Clearly, only a Danish prince could write a play about a Danish prince.
Notes: This is meant to be both a takedown of silly Shakespearean authorship theories and a semi-serious AU exploring the possible consequences if one character had made a different decision in Act 3 of Hamlet. (Which character, and what decision, will eventually become apparent; for now, I will just say that it is not Hamlet, who in this story is reacting to Circumstances Beyond His Control.)

The Life of St. Crispin is based on Thomas Deloney's The Gentle Craft (c. 1597), which inspired at least two theatrical adaptations in real life. The History of Amleth, Prince of Denmark is inspired by Saxo Grammaticus.

Pseudonymous, Part One )
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For [livejournal.com profile] tree_and_leaf, who requested Hamlet/Horatio Wittenberg fluff at the Big Gay Hamlet Ficathon. I'm not entirely sure this qualifies as fluff, and it kind of stops short of actually being Hamlet/Horatio, but this is what came...

Oranges and Spice )
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Belated New Year's resolution: Get back into the habit of writing in the evenings, instead of watching movies. And finish some of the stuff that I start.

Parts 1-3 are here

Act IV: A Time Too Short to Make a World-Without-End Bargain In )
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For [livejournal.com profile] gileonnen, who expressed a wish to read lots of Love's Labour's Lost fics. I'm not sure I've got lots, but I've been waiting impatiently for the release of the Globe's production of LLL on DVD, and meanwhile, I started writing this.

Title: Love's Labour's Won
Rating: PG-ish, probably
Pairings: Berowne / Rosaline, chiefly; also Dumaine / Katharine, Longaville / Maria, Ferdinand / Queen of France, and a bit of Boyet / OMC (for Boyet, surely, is the closest thing to a canonical Sassy Gay Friend in Shakespeare)
Summary: One year later.
Author's Notes: Extensive, so under the cut )

Act One: With All the Fierce Endeavor of Your Wit )
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Whew. Finished. Parts 1-3 are here.

Cordelia and Edgar’s song is loosely adapted from Child Ballad 2 (“The Elfin Knight”), better known nowadays as “Scarborough Fair”.

Sober and Grave Grows Merry in Time )
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Parts 1-2 are here. The dialogue between Cordelia and Lear is taken more or less verbatim from King Lear 4.7; the song she sings is Child Ballad 1, "Riddles Wisely Expounded."

What Is Greener Than the Grass? )
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Part 1 is here.

Kent's dialogue with the Gentleman is abridged from King Lear 4.3. The Fool's song is adapted from Child Ballad 10 ("The Twa Sisters" -- better known to Loreena McKennitt fans as "The Bonny Swans"). I'm not sure who originated the theory about the Fool that I have borrowed here; I don't buy it as canon by any means, but it worked surprisingly well for this particular story.

Part 2: And Straight It Began to Play Alone )
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Continuing on my quest to reform all of Shakespeare, one villain at a time.

Title: These Late Eclipses
Summary: Before he tortures Gloucester in Act III of King Lear, Cornwall dismisses Edmund: "The revenges we are bound to take upon your traitorous father are not fit for your beholding." What if he hadn't taken this precaution? And what if seeing his father blinded turns out to be Edmund's breaking point?
Rating: PG-ish, I think?
Warnings: AU, obviously; contains eyeball-gouging and geriatric nudity, though rather less than in canon; later installments will include highly non-canonical theories about the Fool, gratuitous balladry, innuendo involving sausage, and a few bits that may be reminiscent of Nahum Tate.
Author's Notes: Much of the dialogue in the first scene is adapted from Lear 3.7, though slightly abridged. The Fool's song is loosely adapted from one that he sings in 1.4, which is in turn adapted from the ballad "When Arthur first in court."

Part One: Some Men at Sudden Grief Have Laughed )
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Yeah. I finally got around to finishing the Merchant of Venice fic, probably long after everyone has forgotten about it. Parts 1 and 2 are here.

All plot points involving quarantines and such are purely invented, and probably bear no relationship whatsoever to actual practices in sixteenth-century Venice. But to the best of my knowledge, nothing in Shakespeare bears any relationship to real-life Venice either, apart from the fact that he seems to have had a vague impression that it was a hyper-modern, cosmopolitan, and extremely capitalist city.

Who Chooseth Me Must Give and Hazard All He Hath )
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Because apparently, teaching Henry IV + interviewing scholarship candidates = daft Shakesfic. Apologies to [livejournal.com profile] gileonnen and [livejournal.com profile] angevin2 for Shamelessly Ripping Off the concept of academic-AU histories-fic, but I trust that this universe is sufficiently different from theirs.

Jack Falstaff, Dean of Admissions )
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Sorry it's taken so long to get back to the Merchant of Venice fic. Part 1 is here:

Who Chooseth Me Shall Get As Much As He Deserves )
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I, um, have no good explanation for this, and I think [livejournal.com profile] ticklethepear is probably right that this is the Shakespeare fandom equivalent of Hagrid / Giant Squid. It just happened.

Those who prefer their Shakespearean-comedy fic to be a little more respectful of the canon should definitely check out [livejournal.com profile] lareinenoire's A Truth Universally Acknowledged, which is a wonderful series of missing scenes from The Merry Wives of Windsor.

Title: A Wilderness of Monkeys
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Shylock / Portia (!), implied Antonio / Bassanio
Summary: Shylock travels to Belmont looking for revenge. He finds something more complicated.

Part One: Who Chooseth Me Shall Gain What Many Men Desire )
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Because apparently, when I teach Hamlet I spend my time writing gloomy fanfic about the players instead of actually prepping for class. For a much more amusing take on the same general idea, see [livejournal.com profile] angevin2's The Late Innovation; Or, Forty Times in Open Streets and Houses

The Player Clowns )
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Happy 444th birthday, Shakespeare!

Here's a bit of silly Shakes-fic to celebrate, inspired by a comment either from [livejournal.com profile] angevin2 herself, or someone on her f-list.

My Knighthood to Him Who Can Beat Me )
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Wherein I indulge my weakness for Angelo / Mariana at great length. Damn, that is a hard pairing to write, especially if you're trying to bring them to some sort of happy resolution.

Author's Notes )

Best Men Are Molded Out of Faults )
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I suspect the audience for this one will be small and select, but ... some time ago, I had a plot bunny for a Henry V / The Shoemaker's Holiday crossover that refused to go away, so here it is. Fic about my very favorite character in Shakespeare.

Summary: Michael Williams makes his way home from France, accompanied by a wounded shoemaker.

Warnings: Non-canon character deaths. Also, this story is rife with anachronisms, time problems, and the occasional glaring hole in logic. But so is the canon, so what are you going to do?

Notes: As is generally the case when one writes fanfic about one's dissertation texts, the influences on this piece are many and varied. I am particularly indebted to Alison Chapman's excellent article, “Whose Saint Crispin’s Day Is It?: Shoemaking, Holiday Making, and the Politics of Memory in Early Modern England” (Renaissance Quarterly 54:4 (2001): 1467-94) and, of course, to Norman Rabkin's “Rabbits, Ducks, and Henry V” (Shakespeare Quarterly 28:3 (1977): 279-96). The ending owes a little to Laura Caroline Stevenson's Praise and Paradox: Merchants and Craftsmen in Elizabethan Popular Literature (Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 1984).


These Wounds I Had on Crispin's Day )

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