Say is there Beauty yet to find?
And Certainty? and Quiet kind?
Deep meadows yet, for to forget
The lies, and truths, and pain? . . . oh! yet
Stands the Church clock at ten to three?
And is there honey still for tea?
New banner by means of an amazing gift mznip from candygramme. Thank you so much, my sweet Sue. I love it. I hope you don't mind the small removal.
Don't mind the hair. I know I look a mess and this whole thing hasn't helped. It's does have a vaguely masculine appeal though, doesn't it? Not doing so great on answering comments. But you've all made me feel very warm and loved.
Sue! Your card came and I adore it. The brothers' picture made me smile and I tuck it by my cheek when I'm in bed and take naps to give me pleasant dreams. I'm going to go take one of those now and when I wake up, if the energy is there, check out what all my lovely flist has been doing.
ps color and any layout change to help me read better. Diabetes hard on my vision.
Because I have been very sick and still am with diabetes and heart disease this is going to be be short. I love and miss you all very much and hope you still remember me. This is the first time I'm on the computer since the end of December. I'm staying with my daughter and working hard to get well.
I'm trying to think of wonderful stories so don't count me count me out yet on fanfic.I heard the great news about tnt picking up spn for jan. That's fantastic.
Jo!!!apiece It cheered me up so much and thank you owe you a card in return and to all my dear lj journal friends too.
I'm beaten up and floppy but I'mm hanging on!
Because I am perfedtly incapable of not starting a new story when one of my wips are close to finishing (that being Red River Love Song with, I think, two more chapters to go), I bring you a taste of the next fic I'm working on.
I've changed the title about a million times and been trying to make a banner for it with little success, but I haven't given up yet. I'm only posting at my LJ. No comms for now.
So the question is: what's worth the price of your immortal soul? And if the Devil, or one of his minions offered it, would you accept? Here's a very short Chapter 1 with the answer.
( It's no fun getting old and ugly.Collapse )
I'm back. You didn't really think it would be that easy to get rid of me, did you? It's been shamefully long since I've updated this one, so I've included links to the previous chapters if you've never read it, or want to refresh your memory. I'm rather fond of this story. I hope it will still be of some interest to a few readers.
P.S. I can't 'splain why I'm using this icon except to say I love me some Jean Paul Belmundo. What a sexy, sexy man. Yum!
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So, surprise! Not entirely forgotten after all. Here's the next chapter of A Thousand Kisses Deep. A few more to go and I should be able to wind it up. Sex is very difficult for me to write. Sex gives me the fits. I've been wrestling with this all afternoon and finally threw up my hands in surrender.
( Through my heart's palace Thoughts unnumbered throng; And there, most quiet and, as a child, most wise, High throned you sit, and gracious.Collapse )
And here, after a bit of a delay, is the rest of Alligator Man. Sorry for being so slow. I've never been one of those writers who can dash off thousands of words at a moments notice. I really envy them. Now I'm back to work on the wips. Poor wips. So neglected. *pets them*
This is dedicated to the lovely mini_moue
( The old routine of insults made them both grin.Collapse )
Well, now for something completely different, as they used to say on Monty Python. The WIPs are languishing. But here's a one shot I've been working on for awhile.
Title: Alligator Man
Rating: Light R
Word count: 3714
Warning: Implied character death. (Meep!)
Summary: A hit man who knows too much quits the business. Someone comes after him. Alligators eat anything.
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I think I picked up a Trojan clicking on a link in someone's journal today. I can't remember which journal. So if I disappear, that will be the reason. If that's the case, I'll call Saturday to the company that got me out of my last virus mess and cross my fingers.
I try to be careful. Why oh why is this always happening to me? It sucks. I think if I didn't have so many great LJ friends and love SPN so much, I'd just give up.
I am so excited! I come bearing a rec. The wonderful, marvelous mini_moue, who is such a sweet friend, wrote me a fic to cheer me up and it's made me very happy. It's so good and so funny and so damned adorable, I can't even get the words together to type coherent praise. Please go read and leave her lots of feedback. She really, really deserves it. You'll see what I mean when you get there.
ETA: Sorry. I was so excited, I messed up the link. It's fixed now! And here's a teaser to give you the right idea!
This sucks. I don't even have a good excuse for not getting a new chapter of something up. It's November 1st, for crying out loud, and the year is whisking away, and I am languishing in purgatory, too tired and shivery to write.
Last night was Halloween and it was very weird. Not one trick or treater came to the door. Not one. That's never happened before. The whole neighborhood was deserted. I felt like some great, natural calamity had befallen the world and no one bothered to tell me. Is it swine flu? Are people afraid to even allow their children to go out on the streets now?
Whoa. I may have to write an apocalypse fic. Jensen/Jared or Dean/Sam suddenly in a world empty of other people, or being stalked by hordes of unstoppable monsters; giant hairy spiders or minions of the Rat King ready to eat them.
Oh well. Just wanted to say "hi" and I'm still sort of alive.
Bwahahahaha *manical laugh*
Silly, spammy post. In honor of the haunted season, I've changed my layout to something a little more spooky for the time being. The gorgeously talented apieceofcake made some Halloween banners today and I couldn't resist Zombie!Jensen.
Step right in. He'll only kill you a little. I'll feed you candy while he does it. He has such a wantonly murderous touch, you'll barely notice the sharp teeth and the bloody smile. :D
ETA: It was too creepy. I had nightmarres. Back to just the pretty.
I was pretty disappointed at the low number of comments for the last chapter of Red River Love Song. For some reason, that made me what to post another part right away. Don't ask. I know I'm weird. Maybe it's to see if it's time to put this fic on hiatus and go to something else. One shots seemed to please more people that's for sure.
Anyway, here's the reveal chapter where we learn about Dean's past and where he's gone after his decision to leave Sam. A little shorter than usual.
ETA: I'm so sorry I confused everyone by putting up the wrong title and tags. *headdesk* It's fixed now. :D
( And half-men, and their dirty songs and dreary, And all the little emptiness of love!Collapse )
It's been a long time since I updated this WIP. I'm sorry about that. Once again, I have too many things going on and not enough of me to spread around. I like this part. There's a little more insight into Sam and Dean and the way they feel about each other, on top of the fact it's a pivotal chapter. Things will change drastically afterwards. I hope you still remember.
Title: Red River Love Song
Summary: It's the Old West where people are touchy about things like horse thieves and card sharks. Dean should have known they were going to get nasty with him over the cheating. But a man had to make a living. Now he's got a sheriff on his heels and a noose looming in his future. It's a bad time to fall for the square-jawed giant who is trying to lock him up until the citizens of Sweetwater can hang him high.
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So after a great struggle, I'm a writer, I can't help being dramatic, I'm posting chapter two of Enfolded Midair. I thought I would have it up sooner, but with getting back to work, I had less time to pull it together than I thought I would. And I've always been slow, unless hit by a lightning bolt.
This chapter the sculptor and the model come to terms. Sort of. Did I ever mention I like UST a lot? Consider it said.
NWS manip below the cut.
( Do you model?Collapse )
I was wondering if anyone knows how to put a header/banner on a Component layout. I quite like the colors on this one, but I can't seem to put a header at the top, which is making me very cranky. :(
I should probably be doing something more constructive, like writing, but...
When I originally wrote this, it was two snippets only posted on my live journal and not to any comms because I wasn't sure what I was going to do with it. It was short, but it got a respectable response considering it was only here. So I've added a few pages to it and I'm going to try posting it around and see what happens. Please don't feel like you have to comment again if you already have.
I'm unhappy right now with my two WIPs so I'm trying something different.
Title: Enfolded Midair
Rating: Eventually nc-17
Summary: "Do you model?" A simple question, but to an eccentric sculptor and the man who embodies his masterpiece, it becomes a long, complicated obssession that could end in tragedy for both of them or a love that the very angels might envy.
NWS manip behind the cut through the extreme generosity of my darling girl Sue, candygramme.
( Seeing the sleek lines of the man’s body; flat belly, his thighs long and bunched, the rounds of his knees and how the softness of his cock would lie between the revealed bones of his skeleton.Collapse )