My summer was happier because of this fic, but then I lost track of it. Was it ever finished?

The fact that I can remember the title says something since I'm known for having somewhat of a a goldfish memory. But I don't remember who wrote it. Sorry...

Granny Weatherwax: 'You've got to think headology, see? Not muck about with all this beauty and wealth business. That's not important.'

Wyrd Sisters, Terry Pratchett