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Woot! I have Slayed my trope bingo card!
The last fill is here Kill Game (Spike/Buffy, PG, for the 'poker' trope).
I'm not quite posted out, with one still to come for Werewolf in Love, but I am WRITTEN. Eight days before the deadline, phew.
And I've written three things in two days. Not awesome things, and obviously only little fills. But still. Writing. Much better.
ETA Btw, if anyone on twitter doesn't yet follow @TLFtravelalerts, please do. Utterly surreal announcements for a public transport system far more interesting than London's own.
Lately:
Good luck to Dave The Tram who, having passed all his exams, has been promoted to the role of 'Bus'. He starts his new job as a No.19 today.
Congestion reported at Highbury Corner due to a No. 19 bus getting confused. Oh Dave...
Victoria line trains never see the sun. And yet...and yet their headlights shine the brightest. Inspiring.
Words cannot describe the nonsense currently occurring on the District line. So, here is a picture of some gravel. pic.twitter.com/KwvUPo7K4M
The squirrels that operate the ticket machines at Finsbury Park are only accepting 'a nice story' as payment. There's nothing we can do.
Typically, squirrels enjoy stories with a simple linear narrative, strong female characters, and nut themes. That's all the advice we have.
The last fill is here Kill Game (Spike/Buffy, PG, for the 'poker' trope).
I'm not quite posted out, with one still to come for Werewolf in Love, but I am WRITTEN. Eight days before the deadline, phew.
And I've written three things in two days. Not awesome things, and obviously only little fills. But still. Writing. Much better.
ETA Btw, if anyone on twitter doesn't yet follow @TLFtravelalerts, please do. Utterly surreal announcements for a public transport system far more interesting than London's own.
Lately:
Good luck to Dave The Tram who, having passed all his exams, has been promoted to the role of 'Bus'. He starts his new job as a No.19 today.
Congestion reported at Highbury Corner due to a No. 19 bus getting confused. Oh Dave...
Victoria line trains never see the sun. And yet...and yet their headlights shine the brightest. Inspiring.
Words cannot describe the nonsense currently occurring on the District line. So, here is a picture of some gravel. pic.twitter.com/KwvUPo7K4M
The squirrels that operate the ticket machines at Finsbury Park are only accepting 'a nice story' as payment. There's nothing we can do.
Typically, squirrels enjoy stories with a simple linear narrative, strong female characters, and nut themes. That's all the advice we have.