Gardening in the Desert, The Art of Tiny Moments Masterpost
Title: Gardening in the Desert, The Art of Tiny Moments (AKA That Time Dean Actually Got Stuck In the Past and Became a Coyboy) (Sort Of) AKA Part Two of the Pie Bitch Verse
Author:poetartist
Artist: amber1960 Go check out her art, like, right now. She did an amazing, amazing job!
Betas: amber1960 and morelenmirYOU GUYS ARE AWESOME. Seriously. Thank you so much for taking the time to look this over when you both had so much going on.
Warnings: Language (this is Dean, after all), violence, character injury, character death, scattered OC’s, angst, some crack. Should I warn for plants?
Spoilers: Vague spoilers for Frontierland, though I just borrowed two characters from that ep and threw out the rest of the storyline.
Notes: Sequel to last years The Art of Pulling Pie from Thin Air. This is Dean’s continuation. It’s kind of necessary to read that one first.
Rating: PG13
Written for spn_gen_bigbang
Summary: Sometimes it doesn’t matter how you change events, sometimes things were meant to play out a certain way. Dean made a deal for Sam, Sam came back, and Dean has to pay his dues. But instead of hell, Dean wakes up in 1860 where the West is wilder than Hollywood could have prepared him for. To get back to Sam, Dean has to finish a gauntlet that may rob him of everything- including his memory of Sam- before he reaches the end.
In short, all gods are douchebags and being separated from pie (Sam) sucks.
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
I can only liken writing this story to the scenes in Cast Away where Tom Hanks had to take care of his tooth ache without the help of a professional dentist. I knew I had a story to tell about where the Winchesters went next, because Dean was always meant to follow Sam into demigodhood, but actually writing it was almost beyond me. I started this story a dozen different times only to have them fizzle out.
Then big bang season came around again and, right in the middle of it, my plans to move clear across the county.
This would be an awesome time to attack that story, said one of the more insane voices in my head. I guess it was right, because I did finally get it written after pulling so many mental teeth with nothing but seaweed and determination.
My apologies for the abrupt cliff hanger. The story does not end there, but I am job hunting, the big bang deadline was near, and Nano is coming up so I have other projects that need my attention. It will be written, though, just not this year, lol.
Notes about the story:
The story about Brother Elder and Brother Younger is based on an actual myth. They were called the Warrior Twins, sons of Changing Woman and Father Sun, who did indeed go monster hunting. I tailored the myth to reflect my AU canon.
The Hopi: I did what research on them that I could in the limited crazy time I had, so any errors are my fault. Originally they were going to be Zuni but the books I had on that tribe were packed and I only now just found them. I found a fun fact somewhere that said the Hopi would wake people by shaking or tapping their feet, so that if the soul was absent in dreams it wouldn’t be rudely shocked. So that’s why Hania woke Dean that way.
Hania: Hopi for Spirit Warrior, fitting for the tribe’s medicine man.
Sunki: Hopi for To Catch Up With. She seemed like a woman who was forever impatient with people because they could not keep up.
Pakwa: Hopi for Frog. I just liked the name.
Nova: Hopi for Chases Butterflies. This name is dear to my heart because I chose it for my horse when she was given to me. I decided the little girl should have this name to reflect who she had been before she went silent, and as a hope she might return back to it as a result of her brief contact with Dean.
Mochni: Hopi for Talking Bird. Originally I wanted Dean’s Hopi name to be Cheveyo, meaning Warrior Spirit, and because it’s so close to Chevy, but Sunki vetoed that idea early on.
Why wasn’t Fred the one to help Dean in the Shadowlands?
A. Because she would have killed him. It would have put a whole new spin on ‘family drama’ and Sam would have cried. And then gone on an epic tantrum/destructive binge.
On Elias Finch: I truly enjoyed his character on Frontierland. He struck me as an honorable guy bathed in grief and seeking retribution, but I also felt like his wife helped to soften his edges. I couldn’t fit much of his back story into this narrative (believe me, I tried), but this story is supposed to take place before Frontierland, so Elias never got to meet his wife-to-be and is a bit more prickly.
Jimmy: This is Fred’s little brother. I wanted him to have a bigger role, but the story just wouldn’t support it, and I didn’t want him to become a lock-n-stock replacement for Sam. He’ll be back in a later installment and I’ll get to write about what happened after the Navajo attack, and sneak in some Elias back story as well.
Sam Colt: I pretty much threw out his personality from Frontierland and revamped it to fit what I needed. I needed a seasoned hunter to be a threat to Finch instead of a tired drunk. Also, I did little to no research on the actual Sam Colt, so just ignore anything/everything that doesn’t match up historically.
I hope you enjoyed the second installment as much as I enjoyed finally finishing it (there may have been fist pumping and glorious praise in the name of sugar).
Author:poetartist
Artist: amber1960 Go check out her art, like, right now. She did an amazing, amazing job!
Betas: amber1960 and morelenmirYOU GUYS ARE AWESOME. Seriously. Thank you so much for taking the time to look this over when you both had so much going on.
Warnings: Language (this is Dean, after all), violence, character injury, character death, scattered OC’s, angst, some crack. Should I warn for plants?
Spoilers: Vague spoilers for Frontierland, though I just borrowed two characters from that ep and threw out the rest of the storyline.
Notes: Sequel to last years The Art of Pulling Pie from Thin Air. This is Dean’s continuation. It’s kind of necessary to read that one first.
Rating: PG13
Written for spn_gen_bigbang
Summary: Sometimes it doesn’t matter how you change events, sometimes things were meant to play out a certain way. Dean made a deal for Sam, Sam came back, and Dean has to pay his dues. But instead of hell, Dean wakes up in 1860 where the West is wilder than Hollywood could have prepared him for. To get back to Sam, Dean has to finish a gauntlet that may rob him of everything- including his memory of Sam- before he reaches the end.
In short, all gods are douchebags and being separated from pie (Sam) sucks.
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
I can only liken writing this story to the scenes in Cast Away where Tom Hanks had to take care of his tooth ache without the help of a professional dentist. I knew I had a story to tell about where the Winchesters went next, because Dean was always meant to follow Sam into demigodhood, but actually writing it was almost beyond me. I started this story a dozen different times only to have them fizzle out.
Then big bang season came around again and, right in the middle of it, my plans to move clear across the county.
This would be an awesome time to attack that story, said one of the more insane voices in my head. I guess it was right, because I did finally get it written after pulling so many mental teeth with nothing but seaweed and determination.
My apologies for the abrupt cliff hanger. The story does not end there, but I am job hunting, the big bang deadline was near, and Nano is coming up so I have other projects that need my attention. It will be written, though, just not this year, lol.
Notes about the story:
The story about Brother Elder and Brother Younger is based on an actual myth. They were called the Warrior Twins, sons of Changing Woman and Father Sun, who did indeed go monster hunting. I tailored the myth to reflect my AU canon.
The Hopi: I did what research on them that I could in the limited crazy time I had, so any errors are my fault. Originally they were going to be Zuni but the books I had on that tribe were packed and I only now just found them. I found a fun fact somewhere that said the Hopi would wake people by shaking or tapping their feet, so that if the soul was absent in dreams it wouldn’t be rudely shocked. So that’s why Hania woke Dean that way.
Hania: Hopi for Spirit Warrior, fitting for the tribe’s medicine man.
Sunki: Hopi for To Catch Up With. She seemed like a woman who was forever impatient with people because they could not keep up.
Pakwa: Hopi for Frog. I just liked the name.
Nova: Hopi for Chases Butterflies. This name is dear to my heart because I chose it for my horse when she was given to me. I decided the little girl should have this name to reflect who she had been before she went silent, and as a hope she might return back to it as a result of her brief contact with Dean.
Mochni: Hopi for Talking Bird. Originally I wanted Dean’s Hopi name to be Cheveyo, meaning Warrior Spirit, and because it’s so close to Chevy, but Sunki vetoed that idea early on.
Why wasn’t Fred the one to help Dean in the Shadowlands?
A. Because she would have killed him. It would have put a whole new spin on ‘family drama’ and Sam would have cried. And then gone on an epic tantrum/destructive binge.
On Elias Finch: I truly enjoyed his character on Frontierland. He struck me as an honorable guy bathed in grief and seeking retribution, but I also felt like his wife helped to soften his edges. I couldn’t fit much of his back story into this narrative (believe me, I tried), but this story is supposed to take place before Frontierland, so Elias never got to meet his wife-to-be and is a bit more prickly.
Jimmy: This is Fred’s little brother. I wanted him to have a bigger role, but the story just wouldn’t support it, and I didn’t want him to become a lock-n-stock replacement for Sam. He’ll be back in a later installment and I’ll get to write about what happened after the Navajo attack, and sneak in some Elias back story as well.
Sam Colt: I pretty much threw out his personality from Frontierland and revamped it to fit what I needed. I needed a seasoned hunter to be a threat to Finch instead of a tired drunk. Also, I did little to no research on the actual Sam Colt, so just ignore anything/everything that doesn’t match up historically.
I hope you enjoyed the second installment as much as I enjoyed finally finishing it (there may have been fist pumping and glorious praise in the name of sugar).