Dear Remus, Sadie Heads South

[queenspuppet]

I met Blue Charlie at midnight after sneaking into Beale St in Memphis.

There were neon signs blinking in shapes and colors and drunks rolling out of bars and building facades but I could hear his voice, rumbling and rickety like a frog song, from blocks away. I followed the sound of the rattling guitar, scratching through the amps, and the

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[downdown_igo]

awuhs huzzah for summer! and I can't wait!

Splendidly happy-sad (emphasis on the happy)

[ext_142049]

I dunno, but my highly tuned intuitive instinct inclines me to believe that if you wrote something and someone said it would be the next Harry Potter then it probably is the next Harry Potter. Your writings are nothing short of wonderful in fanfiction and I can hardly imagine how I'd manage to read a Maisy-land story with a bucket full of squees on hand. I love how Sadie's world has a sense of magic, it's in the language and style in which you introduce places and people. This little tease is so full of yummy phrases and I am already rather enamored with Blue Charlie. I love Merritt and am sort of devastated that she'll never be with Sirius but that devastation is totally and completely eclipsed by the hint of publication of an original work of yours staring the quietly fascinating understated artist. I must read this story or my life shan't go on (or something less dramatic - maybe). Congratulations for finishing a year of schooling. I'm pleased that it's been going well for you. I love summer, I've decided (possibly because thus far