bigbang! spn! a poem for you!
last night my bigbang finally hit 20k words - yay! - altho i still don't have a decent title or any idea what would make a summary good enough for someone to want to illustrate it. would anyone be willing to read (or skim - skimming is fine) 20k words of unfinished bigbang in an attempt to help me think of a good title? *makes with the puppydog eyes* (i am totally cool if the answer is no. but it never hurt to ask. :D )
i downloaded friday's spn and after some googling to figure out a way to watch mp4s - how did that become the new format for downloads? - rewatched sam and dean in the restaurant, mostly for sam's faces, and sam and dean in the bathroom, mostly for dean "styling" his wet hair, a bunch of times. i've liked the past few episodes as single episodes. this pleases me. i don't actually have a opinion on the mytharc, other than i'm not really interested in it and i'm not sure the ptb quite know what they're doing with it. neither of these things particularly bothers me, because i'm really enjoying watching sam and dean act like adults with each other. two thumbs up, show.
today's poem is "annabel lee", by edgar allan poe.
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea:
But we loved with a love that was more than love -
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her high-born kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me -
Yes! that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud one night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we -
Of many far wiser than we -
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea -
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
i downloaded friday's spn and after some googling to figure out a way to watch mp4s - how did that become the new format for downloads? - rewatched sam and dean in the restaurant, mostly for sam's faces, and sam and dean in the bathroom, mostly for dean "styling" his wet hair, a bunch of times. i've liked the past few episodes as single episodes. this pleases me. i don't actually have a opinion on the mytharc, other than i'm not really interested in it and i'm not sure the ptb quite know what they're doing with it. neither of these things particularly bothers me, because i'm really enjoying watching sam and dean act like adults with each other. two thumbs up, show.
today's poem is "annabel lee", by edgar allan poe.
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea:
But we loved with a love that was more than love -
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her high-born kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me -
Yes! that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud one night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we -
Of many far wiser than we -
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea -
In her tomb by the sounding sea.