When the mysterious Mr. Boddy turns up dead at his own dinner party, everyone’s a suspect! Miss Scarlett, Colonel Mustard, Mrs. Peacock, Professor Plum—all the familiar faces from the famous board game are back, with a couple new twists. But will Boddy’s Body be the last to fall, or is it just the beginning? Follow the clues and solve the mystery in IDW’s new CLUE series! - $3.99
As suspicions continue to mount, we learn more and more about our guests’ strange connections to a mysterious flower with curative properties. Plus, our faithful butler reveals a shocking truth that will change everything!
As a prime suspect emerges, the body count continues to rise drastically. Meanwhile, one of our characters grows tired of waiting, and decides to take action—with predictably deadly results! The suspects dwindle and our endgame nears.
Sylvia Plath’s student notes on Virginia Woolf’s “To the Lighthouse”, 1952.
Plath wrote about the fulfillment, joy, coherence, stability and peace of the dinner party scene:
“… there is a coherence in things, a stability; something, she meant, is immune from change, and shines out (she glanced at the window with its ripple of reflected lights) in the face of the flowing, the fleeting, the spectral, like a ruby; so that again tonight she had the feeling she had had once today, already, of peace, of rest. Of such moments, she thought, the thing is made that endures.” –Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse
Klaine, 1370 words, A03 Read from the beginning here
Kurt and Blaine’s first winter holidays together as a married couple fall so quickly after their wedding that sometimes they almost seem like a continuation of their honeymoon. But not always.
A story in the “Season 7” series that looks at events in the early married life of Kurt and Blaine, written in connection with the Klaine Advent challenge. The name of each chapter is the prompt.
***** December, 2014
Blaine blinked his eyes open enough to confirm that yes, he had plenty of time before the alarm went off, and rolled over to snuggle back up against Kurt, who was still fast asleep. He tried to still his mind, but thoughts about the coming day kept him awake.
Today he was meeting with Kitty after school to talk with her about her college applications. Why Kitty had decided that Blaine would be a better source of guidance than the pricey college counselor her parents had hired Blaine wasn’t sure, but he didn’t feel like he could say no when she asked for help. He had been initially concerned because it was probably too late to send audition tapes in to many music and theater programs, but then it turned out that Kitty didn’t want to go into music or theater. This left Blaine even more confused about why Kitty wanted his help, but he supposed he would learn more soon enough. That is, if he could get through the day without driving himself nuts wondering about it.
He blinked his eyes open again. He clearly wasn’t falling back to sleep anytime soon, and looking at his gorgeous husband was as good a way as any to pass the time. Definitely better than stressing about Kitty.
Kurt smacked his lips together and mumbled something unintelligible in his sleep, and Blaine couldn’t help smiling. They hadn’t been back together long enough to develop any new routines, but already things were noticeably different than when they had lived together in Bushwick. Especially towards the end of their time together in the loft, Kurt had often woken up first and headed out to the kitchen to make coffee, or sit on the couch surfing the web. He had claimed it was so he wouldn’t disturb Blaine’s sleep, but it always left Blaine feeling hurt, like Kurt didn’t want to cuddle.