Jun. 2nd, 2011

my bones

Jun. 2nd, 2011 11:18 pm
kassidy62: nightwing (Default)
My bones feel all exposed. I bet that doesn't make sense. Like you can see my insides. I need to burrow or something. I need armor. And I hate my neighbors.

Also, I started reading A Monster By Any Other Name (which I and others just call Freak Camp) and I'm horrified and enthralled and sort of ... grieving.  I sucked down most of the first part today. It's long. Nothing I love better than a good, long story. It's not an easy read. It's powerful. Terrible, unimaginable things happen to one of the Winchesters. I love how both the guys are written so far. The love!

I don't understand how things will ever be fixed.

Part 2 just started going up and I'm grieving already, reading THE FIRST CHAPTER. But then my bones are exposed, so go figure.

I feel a tiny bit like when I read the end of In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida by [livejournal.com profile] black_regalia & [livejournal.com profile] calicokat, though the ending for this one will not be the same as for that epic (trying not to spoil anything here, but the authors of Freak Camp have already told us that in general terms.)  It's just tearing me up. That IS a compliment. I am in awe of the authors, Brose and Lavinia.

[livejournal.com profile] gryphon2k, I got your email, thanks:) You are chugging along.

C, love you. As you know. But it never hurts.

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