My muse has returned! Actually, I don't think my muse has returned. I think a brand spanking new muse with bonus special features has turned up. I've just written 3000 words in one day of a Supernatural fic I've been meaning to write for ages. Usually, I'm lucky to write 500. I don't want to go to sleep because I'm afraid the muse will be gone when I wake up.

Warning... um.. existentialism? I'm not sure if this fic actually gets across what I wanted to get across or even makes any sense, but I've gone over it so many times, that I decided I'd better put it up or I'd never stop fiddling with it. (Seriously, I can't stop. I just changed 5 things while trying to post it)

Title: What Am I?
Characters: Castiel, Sam, Dean
Rating: G
Genre: Angst, Character Study
Word Count: 1446
Spoilers: Vague spoilers for season 5
Summary: "But I am not human. It is not who I am. I am an angel. Or at least I’m supposed to be."

( What Am I? )

And unfortunately, LJ has forced me to split this into two posts so...

( The Unwelcome Guest Chapters 6 to 10 plus epilogue )

I've actually been posting chapters of this story at a couple different places at a ridiculously slow rate since May last year, but now it's finally finished!! So I thought it's about time I put it up here too.

Title: The Unwelcome Guest
Characters: Allan, Will, Robin, Djaq, John, Much
Rating: PG-13 for some blood and a bit of violence
Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort
Word Count: 15,163
Spoilers: Up to 2x11 after which it diverges into its own universe
Summary: Two former friends find themselves facing each other in battle and the consequences leave the outlaws in a difficult situation.

( Chapters 1 to 5 )

Chapters 6 to 10 plus epilogue

...only those with their feet on rock can build castles in the air.
- Terry Pratchett, Carpe Jugulum

Such A Common Bird

I am a lone wolf
a beauty and a beast
both hunter and hunted
soft tongue and sharp teeth
I´m toned from my travels
yet raw from this road
as I drink from storm puddles
and the stories I´m told
( contd... )
- Performed by Ane Brun, Written by Wendy McNeil

There was sun today! It's only about the second time I've seen the sun in a month. So I went out to sit in a nearby park for awhile. I really should have brought a book but I just dashed out as soon as I saw it because I was worried it would disappear behind a cloud at any moment (which it did within half an hour) The park is near to an elementary school and while I was sitting admiring the sun, a teacher brought out his class for a walk around the block. As they got closer I noticed the teacher was wearing a cape. Then he started to run. It was quite a wonderful sight, the middle aged man running along the sidewalk with a red cape flying behind him and twenty little children chasing after him.

The fact is that I don't know where ideas come from, or even where to look for them. Nor does any writer. This is not quite true, in fact. If you were writing a book on the mating habits of pigs, you'd probably pick up a few goodish ideas by hanging around a barnyard in a plastic mac, but if fiction is your line, then the only real answer is to drink way too much coffee and buy yourself a desk that doesn't collapse when you beat your head against it.

- Douglas Adams

I've had a headache and have been feeling sleepy and out of it all afternoon and evening. I blame the movie I went to see early in the afternoon. There's something really disorienting about seeing a movie full of fantastical places in which the last scene is shot in a place which is incredibly familiar. It is even more disorienting when you pop by that place on the way home from the theater for a slice of pizza.

Meanwhile, I think my muses have switched from writing to vid making again. Working on another Doctor Who vid for some reason.

Happy Birthday challon86 !!  :)

Happy Birthday wild_force71 !!!

I've spent the first day of 2010 watching and listening to Doctor Who and learning origami.

I haven't done something like this since I was a teenager.

( photo of my creation )

I've now been to three lantern festivals this year and the Winter Solstice one wins hands down. Any festival where you can escape the noisy crowds by going into a secret lantern garden, lying down under a glowing tree and listening to beautiful live meditation music has to win. I did also love the labyrinth of light, participation singing, fire dancing, aerial dancing, Japanese drumming and random acts of violins.

Happy Birthday,kikos_ai !!!!!!

Just a silly little Christmas fic.

Title: Angels and Evergreens
Characters: Castiel, Dean, Sam, Bobby
Rating: G
Genre: Humour, Friendship, Family
Word Count: 766
Spoilers: Set in season 5, but only very vague spoilers
Summary: Castiel asks some seemingly innocent questions while Sam and Dean do battle with a Christmas tree.

( Angels and Evergreens )

I have to stop listening to Spike Milligan. It's going to make my writing weirder than it already it.


"I woke up this morning and I was still alive, so I am pretty cheerful."

“I thought I'd begin by reading a sonnet by Shakespeare, but then I thought, why should I? He never reads any of mine.”

“This silent call you make, A silence so loud I fear the world knows it's meaning If you fill every corner of a room Where can I look? If I close my eyes the silence becomes louder! There is no escape from you The only way out is in”

"I must go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and the sky; I left my shoes and socks there - I wonder if they're dry?"

“For ten years Caesar ruled with an iron hand. Then with a wooden foot, and finally with a piece of string.”

“It's all in the mind, you know.”

This is really just my somewhat odd attempt to understand the character of Gabriel, mostly so I can use him in other fics.

Title: In Between
Characters: Gabriel
Rating: G
Genre: Character Study
Word Count: 431
Spoilers: 5x08
Summary: Gabriel was the awkward middle child.

( In Between )

Title: 10 Times Castiel Met Bobby Singer
Characters: Castiel, Bobby (plus cameos from Dean, Sam, Ellen, Jo)
Rating: PG for some swearing
Genre: Angst, Friendship, Family
Word Count: 3388
Spoilers: Up to 5x10
Summary: After keeping careful tabs on Dean over the past year, he had found the brothers always turned to Bobby whenever things were at their worst. And Castiel wondered what it was about Bobby Singer that made them have so much faith in him.

( 10 Times Castiel Met Bobby Singer )

It's just fun to be born. Where do we go from here?
- Sister Constance Murphy, Age 105

Help please!

Could someone define the expression 'poetic irony' for me?

I just want to make sure it means what I think it means (ie poetic justice with a side of irony)

ETA: No one seems to know so I shall just use it and be damned.

Pimping this because it has a lot of wonderful fics already, but a lot more prompts need to be filled.

And also contains, two fics by me which is a first since I always mean to participate in these things, but am usually useless at coming up with anything.




(Note: Gen fic only)

Because everyone else is doing it, for the Oye Como Va - a Castiel, Jo & Ellen comment!fic/art meme, but mostly because this scene appeared in my head and wouldn't leave me alone.

Title: Over A Few Drinks
Characters: Ellen, Jo, Castiel (with Dean, Sam, and Bobby cameos)
Rating: PG for one swear
Genre: Humour, Family, Fluff, and a little Angst
Word Count: 1785
Spoilers: 5x10
Summary: Extended scene from 5x10 from Ellen's POV
( Over A Few Drinks )

New orca baby

( photo )

Link to article.