Nanowrimo y’all

All this writing of dialog for my brothers back home has brought back my twang just a tiny bit.
I was testing audactity to see if I could use it to make notes with since my eyes are about to fall out of my sockets and when I played it back I could hear my south mouth even in the parts where the brothers weren’t talking.

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About FlashJ

I was born a small grey alien on the south side of the Kanawha Valley to a Coal Miner's daughter and the son of a son of a sailor.

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