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Sep. 8th, 2009 12:49 am
witticaster: (dressed for a funeral)
Sons of Anarchy fic! (Insert OMG IT COMES BACK TOMORROW AND I'LL GET TO WATCH IT ON WEDNESDAY WAAAAAANT here.) Jax/Tara, set when they're sixteen so it is the year that E.R. premieres and I am being historically in the ballpark, so there >>, post-sex silliness undercut with Tara being...idk, not angsty, but something or something. IT IS LATE AND I STARTED IT ON THE SUBWAY cut me a break. ^^;;; ANYWAY, I am not sure how I feel about it, but I'm proud of myself for getting it done--it is, like, almost 800 words, you guys. >>

( So c'mon, show me, Jax says )
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Aug. 30th, 2009 06:02 pm
witticaster: Several lines of crossed-out poetry and a hand holding a fountain pen, drawn in charcoal & ink. (we are god)
They told her when she was five that girls couldn't be the president, and she decided then that she could settle for First Lady.

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I NEARLY FELL ASLEEP ON THE SUBWAY; this and a seriously incoherent (like, I left words out and possibly whole sentences incoherent) paragraph of TCLS fic are all I could manage. I'd thought to write more of this at some point in the future, but I kind of like it as it is. >>; And blah blah blah MOAR SOA NAO et cetera.
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Aug. 22nd, 2009 01:12 am
witticaster: Several lines of crossed-out poetry and a hand holding a fountain pen, drawn in charcoal & ink. (less over boggles)
Prompt was from [livejournal.com profile] covet, and it went Sometimes someone can mean so much to you, that not even the truth can change your mind. I thought about it for a little bit and then wrote something only marginally related, and as usual, not what you'd call good. Sorry about that, Pixy. TCLSfic ahoy, etc.

( moar writing from the subway )
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