OMFG, this fic is so much better for your input. Like, if I were to measure the improvements you made? *looks at measuring tape in hands* I would need more tape than this.
You remain one of the primary reasons I have not beaten my writerly brain to death against the wall. I still MIGHT. But to date, I haven't.
*holds up a finger* The element of surprise, Monkeys. *squints at you* The eeeeeeeeeelement of surprise. *taps side of nose knowingly*
Are you trying to freak me out with your Kafka-esque italicized subtext? HUH? Because it's working. *freaks out*
And WTF? Hotboxing Camel Lights? What the hell is that gonna get you besides low visibility and a sore throat? Were they at least cut with the whoopy weed?
These were rough and tumbles tots - make no bones about it. Also? They were movers. Like, you know, clear out your hous, load it on the truck, unload it at a new location. I may have been wearing kubuki make-up the whole dream. Jesus. Remind me to never again eat a bowl of chili at 10:30pm.
Also: He is not SNAPPED. I couldn't do it. Instead? I hard-core edited the first 22 pages.
Always a pleasure, dragons. Especially when your first scene contains pants explosions.
You delivered a fine Sam, and as always, one of my most favorite Deans. Good on ya, kid.
Congrats.
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You remain one of the primary reasons I have not beaten my writerly brain to death against the wall. I still MIGHT. But to date, I haven't.
*holds up a finger* The element of surprise, Monkeys. *squints at you* The eeeeeeeeeelement of surprise. *taps side of nose knowingly*
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I has no clue anymore.
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I'm awake. I'm awake.
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Are you trying to freak me out with your Kafka-esque italicized subtext? HUH? Because it's working. *freaks out*
And WTF? Hotboxing Camel Lights? What the hell is that gonna get you besides low visibility and a sore throat? Were they at least cut with the whoopy weed?
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Also: He is not SNAPPED. I couldn't do it. Instead? I hard-core edited the first 22 pages.
*cries*
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