WIPs!
WIP! WIP! WIP! Every time I say I won't fall for one,won't start a story without an ending: good, bad, or ugly, don't care as long as it ENDS so I can get some closure. But noooo some clever writer with clever words weaves a clever tale and takes me off the beaten path into a brand new and exciting world and then cuts me off, abandons me in this strange place with no compass, no bearings, no wish to come home... Quiet. Lonely. Desolate landscape greets me on all sides, what can I do but call out and hope for an answer other than the echo of my voice, the desperation of my words...
Damn! SPN has really done a number on me, I'm so enmeshed in the world of J2 and SamandDean, with no desire to leave, to seek new obsessions, its undeniably and indescribably perfect in that its messy and gritty and painful and lovely, transcending all the notions I ever had about brotherly love and boundaries.
*sigh*
Damn! SPN has really done a number on me, I'm so enmeshed in the world of J2 and SamandDean, with no desire to leave, to seek new obsessions, its undeniably and indescribably perfect in that its messy and gritty and painful and lovely, transcending all the notions I ever had about brotherly love and boundaries.
*sigh*