Elbow was AMAZING and BEAUTIFUL and as you may have expected made me CRY and now I am going to do my utmost to stay up all night and finish Corambis, because it, too, is beautiful, amazing, and making me cry.

[EDIT]

Felix coughed and looked a little embarrassed. "We, ah, have other books."
"We do?" It was news to me.
He looked even more embarrassed. "There are bookstores very near the Institution. Hutch showed me..."
"I get the idea," I said. "How much damage did you do?"
"I only bought three," he said, looking hopeful. "And one of them's quite small. I really do need to get a grasp of the basic principles of Grevillian thaumaturgy before I--"
"Felix."

And this bit is a little spoilery, but I gotta say it: watching Felix justify his expenses to Mildmay was a very special kind of awesome. Actually, most of this novel so far with their interactions slowly and shyly becoming more normal has been about eighty-seven seperate special kinds of awesome. They're kind of incredibly married, guys, even without the obligation d'ame, and I love that they're working this way. X333333333 I can has happy ending? Well, with a good hundred pages left, the horrors are about to start again, I'm sure, but it's something I cling to.

[EDIT] And then it was four-thirty in the morning and I was ten pages away from the end of the book and the rest is spoilery, but: dear Ms Monette, having Mildmay give Felix his rings back just before a wedding is LOVELY and also CHEATING and also djhfas jd sdjfkas jasklfhsd I am pathetic but this made me sniffle.

I was also mildly horrified at how gleeful I was to hear that Felix actually suits short hair, in Mildmay's opinion.

Also, Kayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, I do not exactly love you as much as I love Tabby yet but I expect this will come with time and I still love your speech patterns, and I love that Vanessa calls you bonehead.

And also, I still love the way that one brother will drop an analogy that the other has used way back to talk about the same thing. It's beautiful.

Also I just hit the first line of the conclusion and burst into tears.

And now I am finished and all I can do is bask in the warm glow of the happiest conceivable ending for two brothers with a fuckbucket of bad luck.

And since it's twenty to five, it hardly seems worth going to sleep NOW... *ponders* I think I'll start figuring out where to put shit in my room.