Folsom Prison Blues
This journal IS no longer active but I'm working at home, as one does these days, and that means I occasionally turn on TNT's weekday Supernatural marathon. And today they were airing Season Two's "Folsom Prison Blues," which is an episode very dear to me because it marked the exact moment that I fell in love with Dean Winchester and this show. The date was Thursday, August 23, 2007 and the time was approximately 9:30 PM. And if you would've told me that nearly 14 years later I'd be here talking about it, I would have laughed in your face.
But that is such a great episode and as soon as "Rooster" started playing at the end, my arms lit up all over in goosebumps. This dumb show can still hit me at the core, even after all these years.
Nostalgia is a brutal thing -- so brutal that I couldn't bring myself to post this over at Tumblr, which is just depressing. I love my blog's homepage over there but LJ was always my fandom home and that other place feels lonely as fuck...even lonelier than LJ, which pretty much everyone left long ago.
I started writing a new SPN fic but I may do something I've never done with a story and abandon it. It's a post-series finale AU but the more I see the rancor that people have about that finale, the less I want to write anything in that vein. I'm not part of the "fix-it fic" cohort, and I don't want to look as if I am. I've watched that finale three times now, and while there were certainly things the writers could have done better, there was something beautiful about leaving the Winchesters where they were---together, and at peace. It's like the song said: "There'll be peace when you are done." I feel almost...blasphemous about proposing anything different, and I've never felt that way about fanfic in all the years I've written it.
But that is such a great episode and as soon as "Rooster" started playing at the end, my arms lit up all over in goosebumps. This dumb show can still hit me at the core, even after all these years.
Nostalgia is a brutal thing -- so brutal that I couldn't bring myself to post this over at Tumblr, which is just depressing. I love my blog's homepage over there but LJ was always my fandom home and that other place feels lonely as fuck...even lonelier than LJ, which pretty much everyone left long ago.
I started writing a new SPN fic but I may do something I've never done with a story and abandon it. It's a post-series finale AU but the more I see the rancor that people have about that finale, the less I want to write anything in that vein. I'm not part of the "fix-it fic" cohort, and I don't want to look as if I am. I've watched that finale three times now, and while there were certainly things the writers could have done better, there was something beautiful about leaving the Winchesters where they were---together, and at peace. It's like the song said: "There'll be peace when you are done." I feel almost...blasphemous about proposing anything different, and I've never felt that way about fanfic in all the years I've written it.