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Oh, Sam. Oh, Dean. And that's all I can coherently say about "Death Takes a Holiday."
In related news, I've added ~6000 words to "Detail Man" over the past week, and Part III is now halfway done. My sincerest apologies to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
innie_darling, who's been waiting for this story since October. Oh, no, I'm not behind at all. Blame Dean. He won't shut up. Right now, he's talking about Sam. And pocketknives.
Other than that, there is nothing of note at Che Guera. I'm currently reading Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane, and if the ending is what I think it is, I'm hurling the son of a bitch out the nearest window and trampling its pages into the pulp from whence they came. I smell a copout by cheap literary sleight of hand. And it started out so well, dammit.
In related news, I've added ~6000 words to "Detail Man" over the past week, and Part III is now halfway done. My sincerest apologies to
innie_darling, who's been waiting for this story since October. Oh, no, I'm not behind at all. Blame Dean. He won't shut up. Right now, he's talking about Sam. And pocketknives. Other than that, there is nothing of note at Che Guera. I'm currently reading Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane, and if the ending is what I think it is, I'm hurling the son of a bitch out the nearest window and trampling its pages into the pulp from whence they came. I smell a copout by cheap literary sleight of hand. And it started out so well, dammit.
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