State of Writing

[kellifer]

- I've finished my pinch-hit for spn_summergen but now I'm away from home for a week. Hahahaa... oops?

- Assignments went out for kamikazeremix but I have to wait until I get back to the house I'm housesitting to seeeeee mine. Damn work with it's damn external email blockage!

- I've finally actually made a start on my followup to Electric Impalas. I just needed to start it and now it's starting to happen and it's writing itself in my brain. I'm still wondering if I'm ruining the first one by writing another... heh.

When Sammy was small, he asked why the bigger kids wouldn't play with Dean.

"It's 'cause I'm not real," Dean replied and Sammy scrunched up his face and tilted his head in that way of his that meant that he didn't really understand.

"When are you gonna be real?" Sammy finally asked, obviously deciding that questioning Dean on exactly what that meant wasn't as important as the matter of time.

Dean had to think about it, because he knew a lot of things but that was one question where he was coming up blank.

Later, he'll wish he had told Sammy that actually, screw what those other kids thought, he was real.

He was real from the moment John Winchester tucked Sammy into his arms and told him to run.

- Must get Sweet Charity fic completed. Argh!