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May. 29th, 2017 04:48 pmTitle: Is It Over?
Author: dimeliora
Fandom: SPN. Sort of.
Wordcount: 5,835
Rating: PG (Strong Language)
Characters: Dean, Off-Screen Sam
Pairing(s): Mentioned Wincest
Disclaimer: This is not actually a fic. You see, I owe several very kind people stories. Stories that were started before October and in various states of progress before October 3rd. Since October 3rd I have been struggling with the most intense writer's block of my life. I have managed to squeeze out tiny bits of porn, but even that has ended. I just finished the first novel I've read for fun since I finished grad school a few years ago. I started it on the plane ride that actually happened two days after October 3rd. What follows from here is my explanation why I haven't touched anything since before October. The car ride didn't happen, I took the last plane into the hurricane, but the rest of it is brutally true. This is not technically a fanfic. This is an attempt to reclaim the part of me that has crawled away. I'm sorry for the self-indulgence. To all of you who I owe something to, I promise you I am working on getting it to you. I apologize so much for the long wait, you deserved better.
( This is not a true fanfic )
Author: dimeliora
Fandom: SPN. Sort of.
Wordcount: 5,835
Rating: PG (Strong Language)
Characters: Dean, Off-Screen Sam
Pairing(s): Mentioned Wincest
Disclaimer: This is not actually a fic. You see, I owe several very kind people stories. Stories that were started before October and in various states of progress before October 3rd. Since October 3rd I have been struggling with the most intense writer's block of my life. I have managed to squeeze out tiny bits of porn, but even that has ended. I just finished the first novel I've read for fun since I finished grad school a few years ago. I started it on the plane ride that actually happened two days after October 3rd. What follows from here is my explanation why I haven't touched anything since before October. The car ride didn't happen, I took the last plane into the hurricane, but the rest of it is brutally true. This is not technically a fanfic. This is an attempt to reclaim the part of me that has crawled away. I'm sorry for the self-indulgence. To all of you who I owe something to, I promise you I am working on getting it to you. I apologize so much for the long wait, you deserved better.
( This is not a true fanfic )
