My heart bleeded, girl

Title: I Carry the Suitcase of My Grief in Both Hands, Ma
Author: withdiamonds
Artist: marciaelena
Genre: Wincest
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: R
Word count: 26,600
Spoilers: Through Mystery Spot

Summary: In the aftermath of Broward County, Sam tries to come to terms with the Trickster’s lessons about what it will mean to lose Dean. Dean doesn’t appreciate Sam’s efforts to break his deal with the crossroads demon, and in the meantime, there’s a case to solve back in Florida, a place Sam swore he’d never set foot in again. Oh, and Sam’s been having visions of his mother throughout his entire life, visions he’s never told anyone about.

Link to art: Master Post


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Dear god, Big Bang is posted. How is that so hard? So time-consuming, to code a few links and a couple of pictures? I feel like I spent all day at work, and I don't even have a job.

I need to learn how to write without something in my mouth. A long time ago it was cigarettes, now it's food. The Epic was fueled by white chocolate M&Ms, last year's Big Bang was fueled by Hershey's Kissables. I need to be able to write without a constant supply of candy or gum or peanut butter toast.

I've been thinking about the situation in Iran. I am old enough to remember the Iranian revolution and the US hostage crisis and pictures of people in the streets screaming "Death to America, Death to Satan." So for me, the sight of all those people in the streets this time, the green, the passion of the Iranian people for democracy, is incredibly moving.

Poor Neville had to have two baths yesterday. He was covered in dirt from digging in the flowerbeds, and then no sooner was he dry than he found what I assume was deer pee to roll in. He doesn't get much supervision when he's outside with Larry. *g* It's raining today, so we're staying in. He's laying flat on his back next to me, wide awake, just chilling.

*collapses*