Inner Cecily made me watch a looooot of PopeCam. (Although she was gracious enough to allow me to go put some pants on between the white smoke and the reveal, since the former had caught me in the shower...) She has subsequently been engaged in a running argument with Muse about whether her sympathies do in fact lie closer to Anglicanism than she's admitting at this point, and Inner Trevor is pretty thoroughly traumatised by their occasional tangents onto what actual practice circa, say, Constantine's conversion would have been. I may need to put my foot down about Muse dragging home two tons of books on the various nuances of Eastern Orthodoxy next... Do other writers end up caught in the crossfire of theological arguments between oldish vampires this often?
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