Death and the Subjunctive Mood
"I wish I was dead!" I moaned.
"'Were,' not 'was.'"
I turned, surprised by the long hooded cloak and scythe.
"I hate bad grammar," Death said, "but I love granting wishes.
I'm hosting a 31CW contest! ravendra8 is hoping to help 31 Creepy Words reach 400,000 reads my my birthday. That's Thursday 18th October! I currently have about 3,000 reads to go. That's a daunting task!
Well, if I actually manage it, the winner will receive (open internationally), a paperback copy of one of the following: Sin, Puddlebrain, And the Meek Shall Walk, Zits'n'Bits or Rudolph Saves Christmas. I'll also include a bookmark and 'Sinner' badge.Two runners up will get a bookmark and badge.
All you have to do is leave a comment in the thread on my profile where I announced the contest. That's it. You can say anything you like (within reason, of course), but that's your entry.
This is open internationally!
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