Do you know when we (artist) will know who our authors are for the challenge. I was really worried I wasnt going to get my first pick because I actually totally forgot they were coming up. I'm really excited about the one I chose. Let's just hope I don't go overboard.
hobnailedboots linked me here. HIII :D I figure there's no point in keeping my identity a secret seeing how you, you know, commented on my check-in post, so here's a snippet to feed your glee (because omg yay support before I've even finished!):
“You don’t need to be here. We’ll take care of her.”
But you step in after them anyway, your heart fluttering like it was a dozen bats beating against your chest.
No matter what the rest of them say, you ain’t stupid. They see the swagger to your step, the threads hanging from your clothes, and they think you ain’t got no class. They hear you speak, but they don’t listen to none of the words coming out your mouth. They only listen to the way you speak, your vowels all different from theirs, and they’re either asking you to say “pen” (“What’s this?” “A pen.” “A pin?” “No dumbass, I said pen. Pen.” “A pin’s what you put in your clothes, not what you write with.” And then laughter.), or telling you your grammar’s all wrong (“Ain’t nothing wrong with my grammar.” “There isn’t anything wrong with your
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At least dystopia claims are on the weekend! The way the time zone worked out with spn_reversebang meant being up at 3AM if you wanted I wanted my first choice. On a workday!
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Nice work on the spn_j2 word count!!!
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“You don’t need to be here. We’ll take care of her.”
But you step in after them anyway, your heart fluttering like it was a dozen bats beating against your chest.
No matter what the rest of them say, you ain’t stupid. They see the swagger to your step, the threads hanging from your clothes, and they think you ain’t got no class. They hear you speak, but they don’t listen to none of the words coming out your mouth. They only listen to the way you speak, your vowels all different from theirs, and they’re either asking you to say “pen” (“What’s this?” “A pen.” “A pin?” “No dumbass, I said pen. Pen.” “A pin’s what you put in your clothes, not what you write with.” And then laughter.), or telling you your grammar’s all wrong (“Ain’t nothing wrong with my grammar.” “There isn’t anything wrong with your ( ... )
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Daryl's my favorite and I love Claire to pieces, so I could not be happier about this fic. Can't wait to read the rest!
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Whoo! And there's still plenty of time for that.
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