The Omnivorous Geek

I've been writing a lot lately. Mostly original, because I want to re-form my life into the life I want--one where I can live off my writing. But I miss fanfiction, I miss Dean and Sam and Cas. Funny thing about writing is that once you get going, you don't run out--you just find more inside you.

So while I'm editing some original stuff, taking a break from writing that particular project, I'm trying to keep up the writing streak. So here's what's coming out.

It's not ready. At all. I'm thinking I'd actually like to treat it like a Big Bang, finish it, maybe find someone to do a little artwork, make a soundtrack--but yeah. I've missed fanfiction. So here's what just poured out of me, unedited, and maybe it looks like fun.

( Coming Down again )

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ETA: OKAY THE "SOMETHING ELSE" PEOPLE NEED TO TELL ME WHAT THE SOMETHING ELSE IS BECAUSE THIS IS DRIVING ME NUTS.

spngenlove has been in existence for one month today. We have 277 watchers and 213 members. We've posted 27 rec posts with literally hundreds of recs. We've had two commentfic memes so far that have been great fun and produced some wonderful fic. We're on our fifth rec submission post and still going strong. Members have used the comm to discuss characterization and fandom and get to know each other and request betas. We've been able to point the way to gen sites and fic for people who weren't aware of them before, spreading the love to all and sundry.

The future is bright and wide, wide open.

::squiggles with happiness::

It's going so well.

I'm off to Indy to see a Dragons!

Shiny flist! I has a request. It is a request of love, so don't be afraid. ♥ See? Love.

Anyway. My sister Talitha is thirteen. Since I moved home, she has devoured much and much of the stuff that I love and happened to have on DVD. So, for instance, she watched everything that I have of The Office, and Farscape, and a few movies and such. And then she mainlined all three seasons of Supernatural and what I had of the fourth in about, oh, two weeks. (Girl is hardcore.)

Talitha is very much a Samgirl, though she also loves Dean. ♥ (I have an awesome sister. See how awesome she is?) She is also (OH DAY OF HAPPINESS) just as much of an h/c junkie as me. (I AM A LUCKY LUCKY BIG SISTER SQUEEEEE.) And she thinks Castiel is adorable, too. (YAAAAY IT JUST KEEPS GETTING BETTER.) And she agrees that Bobby is made of teh awesome and should probably be king of the world. (TALITHA IS SMRT.)

Now! Talitha has read pretty much all of the SPN fic I've written, I think, and enjoyed it, but she wants Sam whumping. Lots and lots of Sam whumping. And you know, I do whump him occasionally, but mostly I'm all about Dean. (IS THE ONLY SAD NOTE IN MY SISTERLY SPN SQUEENESS. :( ) So yes. Fanfiction.net is blocked on the family computer she mostly is allowed to use (except when I'm home and let her use mine) because my parents are scared of teh internet. And she doesn't really know where to look on LJ for what she wants to read.

I've pointed her in a few places. Said kroki_refur is good for the Sam whumping, and so is authoressnebula, and I showed her spnstoryfinders and the hurt!Sam tag. But this is so general.

I would like to give Talitha some specifics. But yeah, being a Deangirl, I don't pay as much attention to the Sam whumping, though it too can be tasty, I do not deny. So please! O flist my flist. Please to be reccing your favorite hurt!Sam stories here? ::gives you puppy eyes::

Remember, it's for my sister, and she is made of win. You need to love her just as much as I do, because she is lovable.

Oh, yeah, and these should be gen, and not too graphic. Thirteen.

Thank you! ::big fat hugs all around::

So I am doing a job right now, which is basically babysitting, and dudes! My baby laptop can connect to random wireless! I can be on the internet ANYWHERE. ::evil cackling:: Also, five hours of battery life. O.O Can I hear a what what?

I have many scenes in my head for the next chapter of "The Mouths of Children," but it hasn't quite gelled into a plot yet. Fear not, though, the time is coming.

And Daylight Saving Time? Can just go suck it. La, I am so tired.

I might be getting another part-time job so maybe I can move out of my parents' house again. It was so exhausting though I don't know if I want to do it already. I do need more money, though. Man, I hate thinking about money. And I've been doing that a lot lately.

Another great thing about living at home is the constant supply of people to play Rock Band with. Since, you know, my brothers have an Xbox and Rock Band and my siblings like to play it. Yesterday was my brother Andrew's birthday (he's eighteen now, it's pretty terrifying), and our brother Peter had come home from Chicago for the occasion, and Peter, Andrew, Philip and I played a bunch of Rock Band. It was fun, even though I ended up singing quite a bit and my voice is still not up to par. This cold has been lingering like an evil lingering thing and refusing to go away like a good little cold should. But whatever. I did awesome anyway. Got a hundred percent singing Eye of the Tiger on hard. This made me happy. I just want to beat the tour to the point that we have Carry On, Wayward Son again. (Andrew's Xbox went kablooey and he had to get a new one and now all the stuff that was beaten is no longer beaten. On the plus side, he got LEGO Indiana Jones out of the deal, which is awesome.) Also, we had, like, four different cakes. Because I guess my family is just all about the cake. My fave was probably the German chocolate with the homemade coconut topping, you know where you broil it in the oven for a bit so then when it cools it's all crunchy and coconutty and delicious and the butter has melted down into the top of the cake so that's incredibly, incredibly moist and fudgy and just oh, wow. ::salivates::

Also I got caught up on Dollhouse today, and wow. I am totally hooked. I don't know if I LIKE it, really, but it's definitely intriguing. It's hard to connect to a character who is never the same week to week, so that puts a damper on things, but the supporting cast is pretty awesome. Every time I see an episode, though, I just have to think that that must be basically an actor's dream job. Something new every week.

Wow, I'm random today. I need sleep.

I really shouldn't be taking time for this, since I need to be back at the convention center in an hour (I was there from eight to eleven forty-five at night yesterday, and oh, ITWASSOEPIC), but I just have to post.

( Yes, Dean, EVERYone knows you're a woobie. It's okay, we love you anyway. )

1. IT'S THURSDAY!!!!! ::throws self off walls::

2. I had pancakes and sausage for breakfast this morning, made them myself, since my work had decided to have a snow-delay and open at ten. Been a long, long time since I had pancakes and sausage. Mmm. But my tummy feels like lead now.

3. Womanly cycles suck. I tend to have at least one day of bad cramping, and that seems to be today.

4. But this song is giving me a lot of joy:

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And so is this one:

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Heck, have the whole playlist:

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5. And for some reason I woke up this morning thinking about this tiny poem, which I wrote years ago and never forgot. It was even published in my college's teeny literary magazine, though I suspect that it was only to fill space. Warning: contains religious themes.

Stepping Stones

Back is no good--
Forward alone.
Each day another
Stepping stone.
Another step through
Refining fire,
A little farther,
A little higher,
A little stronger,
More able to bear.
A little longer,
And we'll be there.

Snow snow snow snow snow snow snow snow!

Not even December yet and we're getting a lovely snow! It's coming down like rain outside, fast and small and numerous. There were a couple of other little snows earlier this fall, but they were light and didn't last. This one looks like it will stick. I wish I had a camera so I could show you guys a picture. It's all white and brown and beautiful outside.

The apartments where I live are situated around a pond, oblong and vaguely kidney-shaped, with a fountain at each end, and that's been frozen over long enough for it all to be a sheet of white now under the snow. The tree right outside my third-floor balcony still has leaves clinging, dark reddish brown, some branches even crouched over my railing like gossiping neighbors, and now the leaves all are draped with snow, too, like frosted cookies (though sadly inedible), the dark gray trunk behind and the clear white sky beyond it. The colors are all very harmonious and soothing. I could fall asleep looking at it. Everything is quiet and hushed. It hardly feels like a city at all. Oh, snowy Sunday morning, you are a lovely, lovely thing.

SNOW!

Sorry for posting so much today, but lookit, lookit! ::points at icon:: moonshayde Made a Jack and Dean icon! JUST FOR ME! Isn't that just too awesome for words? Oh, I love it I love it I love it. I love the coloring, and their stance, the way they seem comfortable with each other, and the way they're staring out at the viewer in this kind of challenging way, all like, "Yeah, we are scary badass alien/ghost-hunters who happen to like guns and knives and pie, you wanna make something of it?" Oh, man, I love it so much.

Now I need to, like, write a story, so I can use it. I need to write LOTS AND LOTS of stories with Jack and Dean, because this icon needs to be all over the internet.

In conclusion, SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.