There’s roughly eighty thousand variations of the southern accent and whichever one you pick you will be wrong.
Thanks to the internet we all have problems concentrating now so save the slo-mo horsey rides for someone who cares.
Definitely don’t name a town after your grandmother, because what if, somewhere down the line, you make that town rob a bank or something?
Can you imagine getting to read some Bradbury or Steinbeck and not having to write a five page double-spaced essay on it?
As all first drafts should.
The difference between setting yourself on fire from the minute you sit down to planning exactly when you will set yourself on fire. Or something. No one should listen to me.
How do you solve a problem like Buffy? Also: PAAUULLSS! IIINNN! SPAAAAAAACE!
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