I started writing the Strange Face of Love months before I posted anything. Now that I've been at it for.. shit, it's been 5 or 6 months, already. It's a little amazing and a little depressing, now that I've gotten into this whole livejournal thing how many of the themes and ideas I put in there have already been explored by other authors, some brilliantly talented, some not so much (but A for effort and all that).
It's depressing because I want to be original and unique, and it's disheartening to think my writing will never be as good as some, or that people might read this epically long labor of love and think, "Oh, she's just copying such and such". It's also depressing because when I started writing, I hadn't watched season 6 at all, and if I had, I never would have started, because Castiel's story arc is so depressing, and it's almost been too much emotion and sadness for me to edit the last few chapters. Don't get me wrong, I loves me some good dubcon, but I don't enjoy writing it. I like writing happily-ever-afters.
It's amazing because there are themes in the show that are obvious to all of us as fans, themes that unite us in this beautiful, psychotic thing we call fandom. It's a testament to the unspoken conversations Jensen and Misha give us with their eyes, to the level of care that goes into the crafting of the show, that people all over the worlds can watch, and feel incredibly strong emotions about these characters, it's even beautiful that a person can watch and see subtext in Dean/Sam, Sam/Gabriel, Dean/Cas, any pairing, based on the love the creators have for their fan base. It's amazing that we can take something as simple as a slice of pie, a throwaway mention of pink panties, or an intense gaze, and then write thousands of words detailing what it means to us, each piece a variation on that theme.
But damn. I am starting to get burned out on the sadness. I wish I'd boarded the ship earlier, when things were still happy. Season 6 just bums me the fuck out, man.
Destiel, I wish I could quit you.