April 22nd, 2009

The Damned and the Saved

What I'm At

My SPN/HP Epic:
I'm a little stuck on my epic SPN/HP story. It's not a horrible stuck point, and I've seen it coming for ages...but hey, this is what I get for posting a WIP to a community. I told the people who read it that I'd aim to update it Thursday, but now I'm thinking that it might have to wait until the weekend. So, sorry about that! I WILL finish the thing though, it's just that these last few chapters are going to be hella tricky and I still have to work for a living. You know who I forgot about my love for? - Neville Longbottom. Man, I kinda wish there was a way to work him into my epic, but I alas...

Slash and Fanfic
I've noticed lately that I'm really not liking slash at all anymore. It's funny, when I was a teenager it was basically the only fanfic I read. (Probably due to sex still being somewhat of an intriguing mystery)...then in recent years, I've only liked it when it fits well with the story (or it's a first-time fic, because everyone is a sucker for the discovery of love)...but the more I get into Supernatural, the more I really only like friendship/bromance-fics.

Friendship is awesome, and the more I read slash the more it sort of feels like it is CHEAPENING friendship, rather than enhancing it, or making it more "intense" as that Tosenburger article states. Does no one appreciate friendship anymore? Just because it doesn't lead to orgasms? Orgasms are overrated anyway - I mean, the oxytocin is nice, I suppose, but that's about all they have going for them. Drugs, man...you're all addicted to drugs.

Ok...that got a bit weird.

Regionalisms of Canada:
"What're you at? I'll come where you're to."

God, I miss Newfoundland sometimes. The title of this post and the above sentence are something you would hear there. It means "What are you doing/where are you? I'll come to where you are." I had an awesome girlfriend when I was in Newfoundland. She doesn't have a very strong accent, but she would say the above sentence to me and I loved it.

Other Fic Ideas:
If anyone has been keeping track, you may have noticed that there are two fic ideas I mentioned as far back as January that I haven't written yet. I do not think I'm going to. The first idea has been overdone - ie: exploring Dean's role as parent to Sam - really, if I were to do anything with this, I would probably do some sort of meta, because it's been overdone in fic and there is far too much to say to make it poetic. It has also probably been overdone in meta too though, so I probably won't even do that.

The second idea...well I could POSSIBLY still do it. It was to be a piece about Dean's Amulet from Bobby's POV. I'm putting it on the backburner for now to think on it somemore, I guess. I think part of me is wondering if more will be revealed in time on the show about the Amulet. I mean, we know it's sentimental importance, but we don't know why Bobby told Sam that it was "real special." I'm such a stickler for canon, I guess part of me doesn't want to write something just to have it disproved or negated by the show.

Sleeping Patterns:
Mine are horrible. I really should fix this...but I like the quiet of midnight-3am...and I like naps. Man, how I love naps. Naps are my oxytocin. This does not bode well for me ever being able to hold down a regular job though...so I really SHOULD fix my sleeping patterns. Maybe when I move to Vancouver. In Vancouver, 3am would be midnight - and that's a pretty normal time to go to sleep...and 11am would be 8am, which is a pretty normal time to wake up...and my afternoon nap would be at lunch time, which is a pretty normal time to have lunch (and I guess sleep in my car or drink some tea?).
On the Fence

Cigarettes and Lightbeams

I was watching disc 5 of S1 while I worked today. Extremely slow working day, so I got to do a little more than just listen while it played in the background. I had a bunch of thoughts while I was watching, but sadly couldn't write them down due to the working-thing, and now I've forgotten them all.

In Provenance, I still love the Auction-House Break-In Sequence. It's so awesome how Dean and Sam weren't just trained in bowhunting and martial arts as kids, they were also trained in lock-picking and disabling security systems...in forgery and fraud too. I love that dynamic about their childhood - the ease in which they accomplish these tasks as adults.

The whole sequence reminded me of this old friend of mine. He looked like your standard slightly heavyset nerd, would call me "dear" even though I was probably a year older than him. Thick rimmed glasses and studious. He told me over beer one day about his childhood...about how he had to rob houses sometimes to feed his siblings...about how he used to smoke, but only so he could see the lightbeam-tripwires on the high-tech security systems.

Recently, I've read a lot of teen!chester fics that have Dean smoking in them. I found that sort of odd, because anyone who is heavily involved in martial-arts knows that smoking zaps your stamina. I just don't see Dean as someone who would zap his stamina - he always seems focused on being the best he can be in order to protect his family, and smoking would hinder that. But thinking about it today, I would totally love to see a fic where Dean smokes so that he can exhale slowly, illuminating the lightbeam-tripwires of some high-tech security system.

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