Oy vey, this is going to be a challenging challenge.
Round Seven at Write in the Thick of It is All About Alliteration.
I won last time, so this was my bright idea. Blame it on GoingLikeSixty. He started it. And suggested it, so I expect him to write this round. (hint hint)
Stories are due next Monday, so prepare pencils per perverse perpetrator's petition!
Pshaw.
I was born a semi-diva. I married a redneck. Through the magic of osmosis or just because of a serious lack of sophistication over the years I have found a balance of the two that make me who I am today. And then I write about it all, much to the chagrin of my mother.
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Don't hold your breath! I was inspired when I ran across the unusual Indian woman's name.
I don't do well under pressure.
A bit of alliterative advice, dear Diva:
"Pole-less" pretenders provoke perversity.
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