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dodger_winslow
dodger_winslow
I'd Sell My Soul for a Blunt Instrument ...
Mon, Dec. 20th, 2010 05:21 am
We are of John. Always.


It ain't new, but then again, neither is Frosty the Snowman and that never stops me. Merry Christmas, y'all. With the worst of my project-from-hell in the rear view, I will do my best to post some kind of new fic soon. In the mean time, here, have a little holiday h/c:


Keep Going

Why John didn't make it home for Christmas. (A Very Supernatural Christmas)

He was too far off the road. No one would see him lying here in a ditch; and even if they did, they probably wouldn’t stop. If he didn’t get up again, he’d freeze to death right where he fell, and they wouldn’t find his body until the spring thaw. That was as bad as lying there curled up in a fetal ball by a bloody tree; it was as bad as letting himself crawl into a cave and lie down because at least it was dry there, even if it was still freezing and he wouldn’t make it through the night on naked stone. He had to keep going, dammit.He had to keep going.



And, of course, the sequel:

The Truth About Lies

Why Sammy still doesn't know why John didn't make it home for Christmas. (A Very Supernatural Christmas)

"You don’t tell someone a lie that’s harder to believe than the truth is," John said. "You make your lies easier to believe … something they want to believe, even if believing it hurts them. That’s the truth about lies, son: they only work if you tell ones that sound like the truth. And for Sammy, the truth he’s going to hear—the truth he’s going to believe—is that I forgot him, not that I’m trying to protect him."




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a_phoenixdragon
a_phoenixdragon
Mandy
Mon, Dec. 20th, 2010 11:42 am (UTC)

Ahhh, how I have missed you, dear! Hoping the Project from Hell ends smoothly and wonderfully - and soon!!

Happy Hols, love!

*HUGS*


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dodger_winslow
dodger_winslow
I'd Sell My Soul for a Blunt Instrument ...
Tue, Dec. 21st, 2010 12:05 am (UTC)

Thanks. *hugsback*


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morganslady
morganslady
morganslady
Mon, Dec. 20th, 2010 02:46 pm (UTC)

Thanks for the post. Glad the hellaous project is almost over.


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dodger_winslow
dodger_winslow
I'd Sell My Soul for a Blunt Instrument ...
Tue, Dec. 21st, 2010 12:06 am (UTC)

The light at the end of the tunnel is either an oncoming train or the end of the darkness. A this point in time, either would be fine by me. :)


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onebrightmoment
onebrightmoment
yours truly
Mon, Dec. 20th, 2010 04:58 pm (UTC)

OH. that last one, Broke. My Heart. so sad because it's so true.


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dodger_winslow
dodger_winslow
I'd Sell My Soul for a Blunt Instrument ...
Tue, Dec. 21st, 2010 12:08 am (UTC)

Thanks. It really presented the opportunity to play how much Sammy's perception of John could very easily be both his own failure to see the truer reasons for his father's actions AND John's unwillingness to LET him see those things. The truth does not always set you free. Sometimes it chains you up and leaves you in unending terror. I can very easily see how John might be willing to let Sammy hate him before letting Sammy live in fear for him.


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lady_bee_i
lady_bee_i
lady_bee_i
Sun, Dec. 26th, 2010 04:35 pm (UTC)

Hi Dodge! A very happy, albeit belated, Christmas, sweetheart! I wish you all good things...

There is not one day that I don't drop by your lj in the hopes that you you'd be struck by inspiration and write another John-centric fic. Really, I must have re-read all your fics a million times already and just can't get enough. I hope so very much that you'll continue your exploration of the Winchester family dynamic through your fics. I just finished reading Ten Going on Thirteen again and just... wow I miss John so much. I love, love, love your John. For the man he was, for the dad he was to Dean, the dad he was to Sam, the ex-marine-hunter he was, the devoted husband he was.. It always inspires such raw emotion...

Your writing means so much to me, I hope you know that. I'm probably the most boring person on lj, what with a grand total of like 2 posts in almost 3 years but i love it here and i am glad that if nothing else i atleast get to tell all you amazing people how lucky I am to have found you...

Just thought it a good time to say it... blame the holiday cheer and the general feel-goodness! =)

Take care, and lots of love... <3


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dodger_winslow
dodger_winslow
I'd Sell My Soul for a Blunt Instrument ...
Sun, Jan. 9th, 2011 06:16 pm (UTC)

Such a wonderful comment to come back to. Been out sick for a while and you've made my return a sunny one. Thanks so much.


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