GAH.

[suninmybones]

I am working on this rather large SPN story. It is set in S1, right after Nightmare, and focuses a lot on where both of the boys are after all the shit that has gone down. Sam gets a vision of a girl that compels him to go to New Orleans, and thus follows the emotional ups and downs of the boys and their love. It's a Voudou focused story, deals a lot with Marie Laveau (the first and the second).

Actually, I'm supposed to be writing it for history credit- so it's supposed to be- at least partly- about the history of Voudou coming to New Orleans and of the lives of both Marie Laveaus.

Can you believe that?! I'm writing a Supernatural fiction for History credit. Love my school.

...But, ANYWAY. That isn't why I'm posting this.

I HAVE A PROBLEM. I am in a writing rut. I have been working on this goddamn thing for two months, I'm barely halfway finished, and I am going NOWHERE.

And basically, I'm just frustrated and I wanted to say something about it and that's it.

Mleh.

Oh, and I can't stop staring at this:


Even when I am frustrated, this man makes it better by having the face that he does. And the body. And the eyes. And... the ability to look like something I would sell my soul to, ah... do things to.

...I feel dirty.