Letters from the editor

[atropos87]

Dear mums_for_mal Crew,

I am so excited about the upcoming fic challenge that I may bust a gusset. Just no one challenge me to anything too hard, K? *is nervous*

Y'all rock.

Big smoochies,

Atropos

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Dear Spem in Alium,

Please stop kicking my butt now. I am singing you on Saturday and time is running out. This is not making me happy.

Yours hopefully,

Me

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Dear Fashion Designers,

Ayyyyyy! Lord save us from the muffin-top shorts. I thought the jeans were bad enough but now you expect me to be blinded by vast expanses of leg as well? How much more do you expect me to put up with?

No love,

Me

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Dear Hormones,

I know I am sometimes not terribly self-aware, but I get the picture. In the last 24 hours you have caused me to have an extremely rude dream about a friend of mine (quite surprising), have improper thoughts about a man of the cloth (quite worrying) and turn into a dribbling wreck while gazing at one of my co-presenters today (perfectly understandable, given that he was lovely, but didn't add to my finance-directorly aura I thought). I am fully prepared for the bloating, random spots and eating like a horse that is sure to follow in the next 2 or 3 days. You can stop with the boy-chasing now.

No love whatsoever,

Me