faege | Drink Me: a meme

Stolen from

de_nugis: Post the first sentence (or three) from every WIP you're currently working on, even if it's very short. Then invite people to ask questions about your WIPs. With any luck, you'll get talking about writing, and the motivation to take that WIP one step closer to completion will appear as if by magic!

#1:

Sam Winchester dies in a field, eyes closed, head tilted back, arms spread.

This time, the field is in Virginia. This time, Dean is giving him up.

#2 (from my tardy, tardy fic for

cherie_morte--see? I'm working on it!) :

When Sam was little, he had a book—a picture book—that he carried everywhere. Syrup from diner pancakes crusted the pages, its corners were banged and bent from being jammed in duffels and shoved under the seat, and rock salt cracked in its spine, but Sam asked for it every night just the same.

#3:

The end of the world came during Sam’s favorite time of the year and Dean thought there might be some significance to that but he didn’t want to think about what it was. Instead, he focused on collecting canned food and as much toilet paper as he could and keeping an eye on Sam.

Because Sam was sick.

#4:

Dean likes to think he’s a rational guy. A job is a job. Salt and burn. Wham, bam, thank you, ma’am.

But then there are the times that come out of nowhere and slap them in the face. Those times, Dean admits he’s emotional enough to have no qualms about hunting down and kill whatever it is that decided to mess with them.

Kind of hard to do, though, when the demon in question is already dead. And when the reason that you want to kill him is because he died.

Dean likes to think he’s a rational guy. But then, their lives are all kinds of crazy.