maychorian: (Cas-Jimmy Rain 'verse 17)
Fandom: Supernatural
Title: Coming Down on a Sunny Day
Author: Maychorian
Characters: Winchester Ensemble
Category: Big Bang, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Drama, Gen-with-minor-het-in-second-half
Rating: PG-13
Warning: (skip) Allusions to child abuse that may be triggery, OC character death, minors in peril, somewhat pro-church/religion, scary imagery
Spoilers: Through S4 in general
Summary: In 2009, Castiel watches the Apocalypse end disastrously and makes a decision. In 1984, John Winchester suddenly finds himself with another little boy on his hands, one with dark, messy hair and sad blue eyes who won't leave John and his sons alone. And so Sam and Dean get a weirdo big brother. Because their lives aren't complicated enough.
Word Count: ~34,000
Author's Note: This is an AU of a previously written AU.

Book One Part 1 | Book One Part 2 | Interlude | Book Two Part 1 | Book Two Part 2

Art Master Post | Soundtrack | Notes & Acknowledgments
maychorian: (eddie izzard surprise)
Yeah so I have a ton of coding to do and whatever. And what I am doing? Writing one. last. scene. Which is probably going to turn out to be the size of a short story instead, at least several thousand words. yaaaaaaaaaaaaah. I may be posting late tomorrow instead of first thing. That's okay, right?

Also, there was a van fire in the parking lot of the cafe across from my workplace. It happened right around lunch time, so I took my reheated leftover enchiladas outside and watched it burn. Very exciting. I never realized how long it takes the fire trucks to get there, even when they're only five minutes away. It feels like forever. It made me think of John, sitting on his car with his baby sons in his arms, watching his house burn. I wonder how long he had to wait before the fire trucks arrived. Not that it would have made a difference for Mary, but I wonder how horrible that felt, alone with your tiny sons, watching your life burn down in front of you.

The stink of burning upholstery and plastic was overwhelming, all that black smoke, the paint blistering away from the sides of the vehicle, turning white and ugly as the bad half of Harvey Dent's face. And when the fire hit the gas tank there was just this pop and sizzle, no exciting explosion. We stood there outside the building with our cell phones and took pictures.

So yeah, that was interesting.

Also, I refuse to miss out on Monday night RPG, even though it would be smarter of me to stay here at home and work on BB. I miss my friends, dang it. It's been too long since I hung out with a squad of nerds. So yeah, I'm taking off now, but Jimmy and Sammy are still talking in my head. (Well, Sammy thinks it's Jimmy.)

snippet at Sammy's schoolground )


It's going pretty well.
maychorian: (big bang '10)


[livejournal.com profile] twasadark posted that adorable .gif and I just had to use it. It's actually appropriate, though. Because.

I POST MY BIG BANG IN SIX DAYS.

Yes, yes, the time is coming very soon. I have only one more scene I need/want/have to write, an "interlude" between the two main parts of the story. I will find time for that soon. In the meantime, I'm quite pleased with what I have.

This is the info I sent to the Big Bang mods for artist selection day:

Title: Coming Down on a Sunny Day
Paring: Gen (with minor canon het pairing in the second half, really more pre-het than het)
Summary: In 2009, Castiel watches the Apocalypse end disastrously and makes a decision. In 1984, John Winchester suddenly finds himself with another little boy on his hands, one with dark, messy hair and sad blue eyes who won't leave John and his sons alone. And so Sam and Dean get a weirdo big brother. Because their lives aren't complicated enough.
Raiting and Warnings: PG13 -- Pre-series AU, warning for possible child abuse triggers, OC character death, time travel, minors in peril.

My artist, [livejournal.com profile] samibee, sent me her final draft of the art last night, and here is just a hint of how amazing that will be:



Also there will be a soundtrack, and I've chosen to populate it almost entirely with songs that my fanon Rain 'verse Jimmy Novak-Singer-Winchester would like. So a lot of folk songs and stuff. I had three Iron & Wine songs when I started out but finally cut it down. Can't seem to get rid of the two Peter, Paul & Mary tracks, though, because both are so very necessary. I will probably move the songs around again before posting it (for like the hundred millionth time now), but here's the current track list:

Waitin' for a Superman - Iron & Wine
Early Mornin' Rain - Peter, Paul & Mary
Learning to Breathe - Switchfoot
Bedbugs - Squirrel Nut Zippers
Hunter's Lullaby - Leonard Cohen
It Is Well With My Soul - Jars of Clay
Stand in the Rain - Superchick
The Littlest Birds - The Be Good Tanyas
Puff, the Magic Dragon - Peter, Paul & Mary
All of Me - Jon Schmidt
Go or Go Ahead - Rufus Wainwright
Last Leaf - OK Go
Boston & St. John's - Great Big Sea
Have You Ever Seen the Rain? - Creedence Clearwater Revival

So, anyone besides me feeling like that bunny now?
maychorian: (big bang '10)
In happier news, [livejournal.com profile] spn_j2_bigbang reveals went up yesterday, and I'm excited to see so many awesome artists and authors teamed up this year! It's gonna be an awesome summer.

My artist is [livejournal.com profile] samibee. She's a newbie to the Supernatural fandom, but she has some really awesome art. She did this piece for a RPF Big Bang, a popslash/American Idol crossover, and it's really lovely, so I know that whatever she comes up with for me is going to be amazing. And here's a wonderful piece of Shawn and Lassiter from Psych. Really love that one.

I'm so excited. :D
maychorian: (TEAM FREE WILL)
These notes contain spoilers for the story. If you think you might have issues with the story, please read my warnings on the master post and PM me with any questions, or comment anywhere, whichever you're comfortable with.

I had an army of help on this project. I'm going to have to come back and fill in names later, when I'm not at work and sneaking time in order to finish this up, because there were just too many of them. I had wonderful alphas reading my google doc rough draft to keep me motivated and point out mistakes, people like [livejournal.com profile] just_ruth and [livejournal.com profile] hereare_mysins, who were perceptive and excited and helped me immensely. I had amazing betas who pointed out details and helped me polish the final draft, like [livejournal.com profile] bellatemple, who questioned just how consecrated a movie theater would be and therefore prompted me to write that scene with Jimmy-Castiel warding the school, and [livejournal.com profile] roque_clasique, who will be my kissing consultant from now on. Naturally, all remaining mistakes belong to me.

And, of course, many, many thanks to [livejournal.com profile] samibee, who was an absolute joy to collaborate with. Her art is completely gorgeous, and I adored getting to see all the different stages of her work as she sent me update after update during the very short turn-around time she had. She's incredibly talented and I feel like I hit some kind of a jackpot in getting her. Thanks, Sami. You're the bomb. ♥

As my flisters are well aware, because I've been nattering about it for months, Coming Down on a Sunny Day is an AU of an AU. I've been writing the Rain Falling Down 'Verse since last July. It's sprawling and over-ambitious and very much a work in progress. It also took an unexpected turn in the very first chapter, as Bobby Singer's utter awesomeness completely obliterated my plans. Don't get me wrong, I love it, but I hadn't planned for it. Coming Down on a Sunny Day is a return to the original concept, which I've been kicking around in my head since I started thinking about doing Big Bang last year.

And yes, there will probably be a sequel. I'm not done with the original Rain 'Verse, either.

The writing of this story has also take turns I didn't expect. It's stretched me as a writer and forced me to move outside my happy gen-only comfort zone, especially toward the end there. I didn't expect Jimmy to become the main character. I didn't expect Amelia to steal my heart. I didn't expect John to apologize (seriously, John, really? Since when?). I did expect Dean to be a smartass and Sammy to be adorable, but maybe not quite how much they were both of those things.

In other ways, I've stuck with a lot of familiar themes that my readers have seen me writing ever since I first propped up my shingle in the Supernatural fandom. Family. Childhood. Faith. Recovery from trauma. Demons, angels, exorcisms. You know, the usual. I hope I keep it fresh and interesting, but my opinion isn't the only one. I value any feedback or concrit you have, no matter how you choose to give it. Anonymous comments are welcome, too. I do have a somewhat silly, sarcastic Comment Policy, but the short version is: If you want to comment, comment. If you don't want to comment, don't. All feedback is loved and squished and called Bunny-Lumpkin-Foo.

Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoy reading this story even half as much as I enjoyed the process of writing it, because I'm telling you, I enjoyed it a lot.
maychorian: (Cas-Jimmy Rain 'verse 17)
Fandom: Supernatural
Title: Coming Down on a Sunny Day
Characters: John Winchester and sons
Length: 14 songs, 51 minutes, 45 MB
Summary: Songs that Jimmy likes, mostly of the rainy/folky variety
Author's Note: I used my very, very basic graphic skills to make these covers using pieces of [livejournal.com profile] samibee's beautiful art, so all praise goes to her and all blame goes to me.



graphics, lyrics, download )
maychorian: (big bang '10)
VICTORY FOR ZIM MAYCHORIAN.

28130 words.

I wrote just about nine thousand words in the last twenty hours.

Am I awesome? Yes, I am awesome.

Now to decide on a summary and send it in. I have like three possible summaries.
maychorian: (NaNoWriMo)
It's Big Bang season! So many fandoms are having them, and so many of my flisties are going for it, which is very awesome. I decide to dust this off as a belated Valentine's Day gift for you guys. ♥

In 2006, I graduated from college with a degree in Professional Writing. In the same year, I made this "mix CD" for some of the writer friends I had met in that college, who I loved dearly (and still do). It's amazing to think that even that recently, downloading large files over the internet was mostly impractical, at least as far as I knew. Did broadband even exist then? But yeah. I burned these to CDs, and made my own artwork, and printed out "liner sheets" with the lyrics.

Photobucket


Track List:
My Baby Loves a Bunch of Authors by Moxy Fruvous
The Engine Driver by The Decemberists
I'll Be a Writer by Soltero
Paperback Writer by The Beatles
Seize the Day by Carolyn Arends
Open Book by CAKE
Novel-Writing (Live from Wessex) by Monty Python
Song for Myla Goldberg by The Decemberists
Shadow Stabbing by CAKE
Breathe (2 AM) by Anna Nalick
There She Goes, My Beautiful World by Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
See the Flames Begin to Crawl by Five Iron Frenzy
That's How the Story Ends by Five Iron Frenzy
Escape (The Pina Colada Song) by Rupert Holmes

Included in the liner sheets was this little story. I've added a few parenthetical phrases and a PS to make it more applicable for my current readership.

A Musical, Writerly Journey

This album is a gift to some of my very favorite writers ever. However, note that the songs on this album are very eclectic. Therefore, you may not like one or two or ten. That's okay. While you're deciding whether you like them, enjoy the story they tell about the writer's journey.

First of all, I figure that pretty much every writer starts out by liking books. Having a spouse who shares that inclination would just compound the problem, of course. "My Baby Loves a Bunch of Authors," you may have noted to yourself. But that was okay, because you did too.

So there you were just living your life, as a cafe worker or librarian or student or perhaps even an Engine Driver, when you had an epiphany. "I'll Be a Writer," you declared one day. "It can't be that hard."

But deciding to be a writer was not enough. Then you had to decide what kind of writer you would be, a poet or a columnist or a critic or one of those people who write illogical letters to the editor (or comments on the internet). "I want to be a Paperback Writer," you declared further.

That was it, then. It was time to Seize the Day. Your life would be an Open Book, prepared for the perusal of strangers. You were ready to share all of your insights and wisdom, humor and love. It would be eloquent, moving, and entertaining, an instant best-seller.

And you began to write. It might have been more exciting with a commentator on some sports-like show, perhaps called Novel-Writing (Live from Wessex) or something like that. But no matter. You pressed on. Already you were thinking about an interesting, attention-grabbing title for you book. Song for Myla Goldberg, maybe. Or perhaps something a bit more ambiguous and poetic, like Shadow Stabbing. You had lists of ideas, but hadn't hit on the perfect title yet. It would come, you were sure. Well, pretty sure.

And now you were down in the real nitty-gritty of your novel. It was beginning to come a bit harder. You realized that you were sharing some rather personal things, and didn't know if you could write anymore. Either that or you realized that you were writing utter crud, and weren't sure what do about it. You kept trying, though, until one day you found yourself awake at 2 AM in the morning, clutching a pencil in one fist (or pounding on your keyboard with that fist), the other pressed to your burning temple as you blinked your gritty bloodshot eyes and struggled to Breathe.

It was that most dreaded of maladies: writer's block. It hit you hard. You could not get around it. "There She Goes, My Beautiful World!" you cried in despair. (Writer's block stinks a lot. It also inspires melodramatic cries of anguish.)

For days upon days, you fought your writer's block. You wrote pages of drivel, crumpled them, then smoothed them out to see if you had been wrong, then decided that they were definitely drivel and crumpled them again. At last you had piles of them, enough for a bonfire. So you set one, just to See the Flames Begin to Crawl. It was very satisfying, in a morbid way. So you decided that That's How the Story Ends. Rather easy decision, it was, in the end.

And now you just really, really needed to Escape. So you wrote your last creative effort, a personal ad sent to the newspaper, and you found someone who liked pina coladas as much as you did. Good for you! That's really the best final destination for your journey that you could have reached.

After all, this writing stuff, with its sweat and blood and many, many tears, is for chumps of the first degree.

The End

PS: Or you could always come to the dark side and write fanfic. IT'S SO MUCH FUN YOU HAVE NO IDEA.


Download from mediafire 100 MB, 54 minutes

Single tracks uploaded on request.
maychorian: (Jack's solution)
Firstly, all you guys on my flist who have big bang filters? Add me to them. I tried to get to everyone but I might have missed a few.

And here's another opportunity from me:

[Poll #1513637]

Secondly, I am pleased (if a little surprised) to see my latest crack/humor fics getting so much love. I guess fandom just needed some giggles, huh? That's okay, I totally get it.

PLUS. [livejournal.com profile] uselessplayback made me some INCREDIBLY ADORABLE DEAN/PIE ART FOR CHOCOLATE GASH TORTOISE, OMG.



I continue to be crazy lucky, somehow. ♥ you all.

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