Joy

omg I love my mother.

First off, it's that time of the year again and she is making her super delicious fudge. YUM.

Second off, we're watching TV and I go, "So you know that AU I was talking about where Dean and Cas are basically Jimmy Stewart and Margaret Sullavan in The Shop Around the Corner? I think I have to incorporate more of You've Got Mail. What do you think?"

And then we talked about it in a serious manner and bounced potential plot points and twists and developments off each other.

I think I am really very lucky.

In other SPN fic news, I'm waiting to hear back on the follow-up to Busted. Have started the follow-up to that. (A trilogy! Of Dean/Castiel sexing! Woo!) Made headway on my post-apocalypse fic. (Not to be confused with post-apocalyptic.)

I'm having so much fun with this, all of this, and love it massively.

Supernatural and Dean/Castiel as well as NCIS and DiNozzo/McGee have done so much for me writing-wise this year. I almost can't believe it.

Inappropriate Sentence Is Massively Inappropriate

MOM: So later will you help me pack fudge?



Then there was a pause and we both slowly started snickering before the laughter just grew and grew until I had tears in my eyes. Even my brother laughed. Though much more subtly.

Later I will be helping her package fudge.