So this is weird...
I don't want to jinx this little thing I have going on, because I kind of like it, but this is seriously strange.
For a little background, I haven't written any fanfiction since I was about 16, maybe younger. I'm currently 22, and as of a year ago I thought I'd given up fanfiction for good. I've tried to write, tried to force the words onto the page, but nothing really worked. I gave up my dreams of being a writer as silly and grew up.
And now I am strangely inspired. I've written two fics in the past week and I'm working on a third. It's as if Dean and Castiel have crawled up into my mind and under my skin and the only way to get them out of there is to write.
I don't want to complain, but this is seriously strange. Some days I feel like I'll never understand how my brain works.
For a little background, I haven't written any fanfiction since I was about 16, maybe younger. I'm currently 22, and as of a year ago I thought I'd given up fanfiction for good. I've tried to write, tried to force the words onto the page, but nothing really worked. I gave up my dreams of being a writer as silly and grew up.
And now I am strangely inspired. I've written two fics in the past week and I'm working on a third. It's as if Dean and Castiel have crawled up into my mind and under my skin and the only way to get them out of there is to write.
I don't want to complain, but this is seriously strange. Some days I feel like I'll never understand how my brain works.