and everyone we're with will be embarrassed
I posted a story last night, for luzdeestrellas's birthday:
Life on Mars
Supernatural; Sam and Dean; pg; 4,785 words
Sam finds that without hunting, without television, the internet, or saving the world, he's got a lot of time on his hands.
I almost gave it the summary, Domesticity, Winchester-style, take two, because that is basically what it is. It's not technically a companion piece to ashtray floors, dirty clothes, and filthy jokes (though there is a chainsaw shout-out), but it does kind of the same thing, though instead of Sam and Dean settling into a routine again post-Lazarus Rising, it's Sam and Dean trying to feel their way through retirement after they stave off the apocalypse.
Because it's me, this doesn't involve overt PTSD or angst; there is woodworking, gardening, and cooking. Well, attempts at cooking. Poor Sam. He's just not cut out for the normal life, and it takes him a couple of months to figure it out. I think my new narrative kink is sending them to Home Depot. I don't even know. It's a thing.
luzdeestrellas and I had talked about this story a lot, because I honestly do not want them to stop hunting - I do not want them to be completely traumatized or dead, either, Kripke! I know you are going to end this series sad and/or bloody, but that is not what I want, dammit! This story is pretty much the ending I want for them (well, excepting the passel of kids I'd like Dean to have, but this was not the appropriate story for that *snerk*), though possibly I will once again return to the idea of Sam as a writer in something else. Maybe he will be more successful at it next time. *snerk* Poor Sam. It takes him a while. And honestly, the real reason this story is not explicitly wincesty is because if they were having sex, it would take Sam a hell of a lot longer to get bored with life in BFE, and since that was the whole point of the story - how they would find retirement boring - it really wouldn't have worked. However, it is certainly open to that interpretation, if that's what greases your griddle.
I mean, I want them to have a home base they can come back to and be safe and recharge, or whatever - they don't have to live out of the car forever - but I don't want them to give up the road and hunting. It makes me sad to think about.
Dean seems to acclimate better than Sam does because, well, for a couple of reasons, I think. Part of who Dean is, is accepting a situation and making the best of it, so if this is what his situation is, then he's going to find things to do to make it less boring. And part of it is that Dean has spent his whole life making places home for Sam, so this one is no different.
Anyway, that's enough of me rambling. I like how it turned out, and hey, maybe I'm back in the writing groove. We'll see how this week goes. Thanks to the people who've already read and commented. I really appreciate it.
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taraljc gave me these five six things to talk about:
Smallville (even tho we've both wandered far afield since)
I was never a true believer in Smallville. I started watching because I was looking for a new fandom and seperis cajoled me into it. I met a lot of awesome people there, though, people I am still friends with today, so even though I only spent four or five months total in the fandom, it was totally worth it. Most of the people on my flist when I got on LJ were SV people, and many of them remain today, because we learned that not sharing a fandom didn’t mean we weren’t still interested in what we had to say.
Chloe
Chloe was my in character when I wrote Smallville, and I shipped her with both Clark and Lex (in addition to shipping Clark/Lex), and when I felt she was being done a disservice by the show, I stopped writing. When I stopped feeling emotionally invested in the characters, I stopped watching (long about the middle of season 3, I think it was), and I’ve never gone back. All I see of SV these days is the last five minutes before SPN comes on.
DC Comics Geekery
Huh. If I can be said to be a comics geek (which I honestly cannot, as the only comics I've actually read are Sandman, Lucifer, Watchmen, Fables, and Y: The Last Man), I would be a Marvel girl. After all, I'm one of the crazy ones who picks Spider-man over Batman (and Superman).
Kaylee
Oh, ♥ Kaylee is love. She is competent and sweet and funny and sexually positive and forthright, and completely adorable in how much she loves her ship, and her chosen family. I love how she makes everyone around her more open and more tender, and how she tries, even when she’s scared, to be a good friend to River.
Mal
Here's the thing. I like all the characters on Firefly. I might even go so far as to say I love most of them. But with the exception of Zoe, they all pale in comparison to Mal. Someone once asked me what I had against Simon, and I said I liked Simon just fine - he's an awesome big brother, you know - but he's kind of boring when he's not around River, and also, the only real thing I have against him is, well, HE'S NOT MAL. It's not his fault! Mal is obnoxious, he's an asshole and a control freak and he certainly has his fair share of skanky gender issues, but oh my god, when he said, "If your hand touches metal, by my pretty flowered bonnet, I will end you," I was gone. Completely. You guys, I don't even know! MAL! He's bitter and funny and can be sweet on occasion; life keeps kicking him when he's down and he keeps getting back up, sadly, often leaving the better parts of himself behind.
It is something I find odd and a little scary, how easily I find it to write Mal, to slip into his voice, his head, when I write. He's a brooder, but he can't afford to sit in the dark and brood about his manpain, because he’s got a crew to take care of, and say what you will about him, he takes care of business.
Oh, Mal! I love a man who loves his ship, and I love how much he loves Serenity, and yet, when it becomes necessary, he desecrates her - his home, his family’s home - in a crazy scheme that, if it works, will keep his family safe. ♥ ♥ ♥
SOOPERHAWT Max/Alec
Hee! This is one of those cases where when you put two really hot people together, the hotness really does increase exponentially! They are snarky thieves who kinda-sorta like each other, and who have the emotional maturity of spoons! They banter and flirt and beat the crap out of each other, but mostly they get each other in ways that no one else really can. They’re friends (no, really, by the end of the series, they’re friends), they’re co-workers - they’re leading a freaking resistance together - and they’re partners in crime, because neither of them really trusts anyone else enough to watch their backs.
I really do like all the issues that lie between them, how similar they are (how much Alec is like early season 1 Max), how Alec keeps trying even when she pushes him away, because he doesn’t have anyone else to model himself after once Manticore is gone, and how Max lets him, even after everything he’s done. He has the face of her psychotic dead brother! Who she had to kill to save! He is still suffering from being taken apart and put back together by psy-ops, not to mention just the regular emotional trauma of both Manticore and being an assassin. She wants to be cool and aloof but she’s got a gooey marshmallow center, so she can’t help but hang on, even when he’s driving her crazy.
They have a dynamic I love, and incendiary chemistry, and the thing is, I pretty much despised Logan from about fifteen minutes into the first episode, so I don’t even consider him a contender, when all is said and done. Hot bantery thieves in love! A match made in a petri dish. Genetically empowered OTP!
Ahahaha, and the iPod just started playing "Foundations," by Kate Nash, which definitely has some Max/Alec overtones.
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The problem with eating breakfast two hours earlier than I used to, and bringing lunch, is that I know I have a sandwich just sitting in the fridge, waiting to be eaten. Sigh. In a little while. And then, maybe some peanut m&ms!
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Life on Mars
Supernatural; Sam and Dean; pg; 4,785 words
Sam finds that without hunting, without television, the internet, or saving the world, he's got a lot of time on his hands.
I almost gave it the summary, Domesticity, Winchester-style, take two, because that is basically what it is. It's not technically a companion piece to ashtray floors, dirty clothes, and filthy jokes (though there is a chainsaw shout-out), but it does kind of the same thing, though instead of Sam and Dean settling into a routine again post-Lazarus Rising, it's Sam and Dean trying to feel their way through retirement after they stave off the apocalypse.
Because it's me, this doesn't involve overt PTSD or angst; there is woodworking, gardening, and cooking. Well, attempts at cooking. Poor Sam. He's just not cut out for the normal life, and it takes him a couple of months to figure it out. I think my new narrative kink is sending them to Home Depot. I don't even know. It's a thing.
luzdeestrellas and I had talked about this story a lot, because I honestly do not want them to stop hunting - I do not want them to be completely traumatized or dead, either, Kripke! I know you are going to end this series sad and/or bloody, but that is not what I want, dammit! This story is pretty much the ending I want for them (well, excepting the passel of kids I'd like Dean to have, but this was not the appropriate story for that *snerk*), though possibly I will once again return to the idea of Sam as a writer in something else. Maybe he will be more successful at it next time. *snerk* Poor Sam. It takes him a while. And honestly, the real reason this story is not explicitly wincesty is because if they were having sex, it would take Sam a hell of a lot longer to get bored with life in BFE, and since that was the whole point of the story - how they would find retirement boring - it really wouldn't have worked. However, it is certainly open to that interpretation, if that's what greases your griddle.
I mean, I want them to have a home base they can come back to and be safe and recharge, or whatever - they don't have to live out of the car forever - but I don't want them to give up the road and hunting. It makes me sad to think about.
Dean seems to acclimate better than Sam does because, well, for a couple of reasons, I think. Part of who Dean is, is accepting a situation and making the best of it, so if this is what his situation is, then he's going to find things to do to make it less boring. And part of it is that Dean has spent his whole life making places home for Sam, so this one is no different.
Anyway, that's enough of me rambling. I like how it turned out, and hey, maybe I'm back in the writing groove. We'll see how this week goes. Thanks to the people who've already read and commented. I really appreciate it.
***
taraljc gave me these five six things to talk about:
Smallville (even tho we've both wandered far afield since)
I was never a true believer in Smallville. I started watching because I was looking for a new fandom and seperis cajoled me into it. I met a lot of awesome people there, though, people I am still friends with today, so even though I only spent four or five months total in the fandom, it was totally worth it. Most of the people on my flist when I got on LJ were SV people, and many of them remain today, because we learned that not sharing a fandom didn’t mean we weren’t still interested in what we had to say.
Chloe
Chloe was my in character when I wrote Smallville, and I shipped her with both Clark and Lex (in addition to shipping Clark/Lex), and when I felt she was being done a disservice by the show, I stopped writing. When I stopped feeling emotionally invested in the characters, I stopped watching (long about the middle of season 3, I think it was), and I’ve never gone back. All I see of SV these days is the last five minutes before SPN comes on.
DC Comics Geekery
Huh. If I can be said to be a comics geek (which I honestly cannot, as the only comics I've actually read are Sandman, Lucifer, Watchmen, Fables, and Y: The Last Man), I would be a Marvel girl. After all, I'm one of the crazy ones who picks Spider-man over Batman (and Superman).
Kaylee
Oh, ♥ Kaylee is love. She is competent and sweet and funny and sexually positive and forthright, and completely adorable in how much she loves her ship, and her chosen family. I love how she makes everyone around her more open and more tender, and how she tries, even when she’s scared, to be a good friend to River.
Mal
Here's the thing. I like all the characters on Firefly. I might even go so far as to say I love most of them. But with the exception of Zoe, they all pale in comparison to Mal. Someone once asked me what I had against Simon, and I said I liked Simon just fine - he's an awesome big brother, you know - but he's kind of boring when he's not around River, and also, the only real thing I have against him is, well, HE'S NOT MAL. It's not his fault! Mal is obnoxious, he's an asshole and a control freak and he certainly has his fair share of skanky gender issues, but oh my god, when he said, "If your hand touches metal, by my pretty flowered bonnet, I will end you," I was gone. Completely. You guys, I don't even know! MAL! He's bitter and funny and can be sweet on occasion; life keeps kicking him when he's down and he keeps getting back up, sadly, often leaving the better parts of himself behind.
It is something I find odd and a little scary, how easily I find it to write Mal, to slip into his voice, his head, when I write. He's a brooder, but he can't afford to sit in the dark and brood about his manpain, because he’s got a crew to take care of, and say what you will about him, he takes care of business.
Oh, Mal! I love a man who loves his ship, and I love how much he loves Serenity, and yet, when it becomes necessary, he desecrates her - his home, his family’s home - in a crazy scheme that, if it works, will keep his family safe. ♥ ♥ ♥
SOOPERHAWT Max/Alec
Hee! This is one of those cases where when you put two really hot people together, the hotness really does increase exponentially! They are snarky thieves who kinda-sorta like each other, and who have the emotional maturity of spoons! They banter and flirt and beat the crap out of each other, but mostly they get each other in ways that no one else really can. They’re friends (no, really, by the end of the series, they’re friends), they’re co-workers - they’re leading a freaking resistance together - and they’re partners in crime, because neither of them really trusts anyone else enough to watch their backs.
I really do like all the issues that lie between them, how similar they are (how much Alec is like early season 1 Max), how Alec keeps trying even when she pushes him away, because he doesn’t have anyone else to model himself after once Manticore is gone, and how Max lets him, even after everything he’s done. He has the face of her psychotic dead brother! Who she had to kill to save! He is still suffering from being taken apart and put back together by psy-ops, not to mention just the regular emotional trauma of both Manticore and being an assassin. She wants to be cool and aloof but she’s got a gooey marshmallow center, so she can’t help but hang on, even when he’s driving her crazy.
They have a dynamic I love, and incendiary chemistry, and the thing is, I pretty much despised Logan from about fifteen minutes into the first episode, so I don’t even consider him a contender, when all is said and done. Hot bantery thieves in love! A match made in a petri dish. Genetically empowered OTP!
Ahahaha, and the iPod just started playing "Foundations," by Kate Nash, which definitely has some Max/Alec overtones.
***
The problem with eating breakfast two hours earlier than I used to, and bringing lunch, is that I know I have a sandwich just sitting in the fridge, waiting to be eaten. Sigh. In a little while. And then, maybe some peanut m&ms!
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