I've been writing letters from a Victorian perspective and trying my best to invent language and syntax of the era. No easy task. This last exam is fun, but troubling. I am glad to be a part of the 21st century and using a computer to type out my imaginings instead of sitting still, in a corset, sipping tea. I like my bald, bawdy self just fine.
Onward. Printed all completed exams and will begin editing today as I get stuck with my my last letter from 1876. What fond delight doth steal upon me!
