...I really wrote that last chapter? Me? I didn't even think that kind of thing was in me. It was so... (blush). At least it makes up for the shitfest of recent short story attmepts. Muse is dead. DEAD. Fucking dead muse... am plotless.
...I really wrote that last chapter? Me? I didn't even think that kind of thing was in me. It was so... (blush). At least it makes up for the shitfest of recent short story attmepts. Muse is dead. DEAD. Fucking dead muse... am plotless.
What if Sam Vimes was, in some other leg of the trousers of time, a girls' name? Fleeting thought with curious potential. If I ever wrote it, if would be a nice Vimes/Vetinari. fun.
What if Sam Vimes was, in some other leg of the trousers of time, a girls' name? Fleeting thought with curious potential. If I ever wrote it, if would be a nice Vimes/Vetinari. fun.
God, I could listen to the Decemberists all day every day. I just sink into their songs and can't be bothered to come back. Sweeping. Full. Perfect. You couldn't change a note without making it all wrong. Sigh.
God, I could listen to the Decemberists all day every day. I just sink into their songs and can't be bothered to come back. Sweeping. Full. Perfect. You couldn't change a note without making it all wrong. Sigh.
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