Writing From the Inside

You can read my review of the Supernatural episode “No Exit” at pinkraygun.com. Thank you!

An excerpt:

“Lord, no one can glare like that boy. It’s like watching a pit bull watching you from the other side of the fence. If he could get at you through the holes in the chain link, he would. Same here with Jo. And I can’t figure if he’s peeved simply because she’s there, making herself useless and obnoxious, or whether it’s because she’s SO got the hots for Dean, and for some reason that bothers Sam. Not that he’s opposed to seeing Dean hook up, gracious, he’s seen that plenty of times. But I think it’s Jo herself that bothers him with her whole “I come from a hunter family, therefore, I am one of you.” She’s got notions of grandeur, and pretensions of belonging, she’s a poseur and so durn obvious. But Sam’s a gentleman, so he merely glares.”

Almost on the road

Watching

Research

Freckleishious

And I will still be here

Cement trucks rule!

You can read my review of the Supernatural episode “Simon Said” at pinkraygun.com. Thank you!

An excerpt:

“The last of the visions comes during the car right at night. I envy Andy in this scene as Dean drives along; I like to imagine what must it be like to be able to hang out in the back seat of the Impala like that. Or to lean forward over the back seat like that, close enough to see the lights on the dash and know exactly how FAST Dean is going. To dither away like you’re one of the gang, and have that exciting feeling that maybe you’ve found some new, cool friends to play with. Well, the fun doesn’t last long and as the vision is upon Sam, Dean stops the car so fast it’s a wonder all of them didn’t go through the windshield. Plus, he sprints around that car like he’s in some psycho version of car musical chairs. It’s also very sweet to watch how Sam turns to Dean immediately, for comfort and for something to hold onto. Someone who understands. For Sam, Dean is the ultimate home base.”

Can’t Stop Talking

Frustrated

Cutting a handsome line

Catching a redwood tree

Say WHAT?

You’re my home

My friend Susannah determined that there needed to be a big shout out of LOVE for Jared Padalecki, and so she created this post at her LJ so that people could have a chance to say how much they adore this man! Here is the link:

http://susannaheanes.livejournal.com/24390.html

This is what I said:

Dear Jared,

I’m sure you don’t know, or maybe you do, how long it took me to feel comfortable spelling your last name. I am, as anyone can tell you, the world’s worst speller. It is entirely due to you and everything that you are that I took the time to learn the spelling of it – and when I’m not certain, I still double check it because that’s how important it is. You deserve the respect of having your name spelled right each time, and every time, that it appears in print.

You also deserve to be deliriously happy 24/7 for the rest of eternity for the happiness you bring me and other fans. And it’s not just that you look really really good in a simple t-shirt and jeans (which you DO), or that you have the brightest smile (which you also do), the cutest freaking dimples EVER…I could go on and on being very wicked and shallow about how cool it is to watch you move and to stand still and to look and gesture – it’s like watching art in motion. And I love watching you be Sam – you’ve crawled inside that character’s skin and made him amazing.

But mostly you deserve to be happy simply for being who you are: a good person who is kind to people who has the amazing ability to make those around him feel comfortable and at ease.

The one time I met you, you looked right at me, looked me right in the eye, and seemed totally prepared to stand there (at midnight in a back alley after working for 8 hours) talking about how cool Vancouver was, and how fun it would be to move there. Like I was somebody you knew. What a way to treat a person! From the sounds of it, that’s how you treat EVERYONE, and so that qualifies you to be happy FOREVER.

Take the BEST care of yourself, okay?

Love,

Sylvia

And here are some pics of this AMAZING man:

Happy Jared!

SexyDirty Jared!

Jared as Sam

Jared in an early movie role

Jared as….uh, what was saying?

Jared as Evil Sam…nuff said!

You can read my review of the Supernatural episode “Children Shouldn’t Play With Dead Things” at pinkraygun.com. Thank you!

An excerpt:

Sam, of course, knows better, and back at the motel, the boys have a major dither as Sam calls his brother to task. I’m sure it must be getting old for him trying to make Dean talk, trying to make him admit that the whole hunt is just a part of Dean’s Denial, and if Dean could just admit THAT, he could move on to the next stage, whatever that is. Again I am distracted because the lighting is such that the blue of Dean’s shirt (a color which he should wear, like, all the time. That is, when he’s not wearing olive green, or that nice, rather tight, grey t-shirt I know he’s got rolled up in that duffle somewhere) makes his skin glow and his eyes glitter. Plus he’s so beautiful when he’s pissed, his Angry Eyes are just amazing here. Then he announces that he’s going to get a drink. By himself, which as you know is when the succubus gets you. (And why hasn’t show had a succubus for the MOW, I ask you?)

Watchnig me watching you

Brown as a berry

Unearthly beautiful

Another sidewalk dither

Wanting to help

Turning away

Bloodlust: A Supernatural Episode Review

You can read my review of the Supernatural episode “Bloodlust” at pinkraygun.com. Thank you!

An excerpt:

How on EARTH can a man look so good with blood and ichor on his face like that? It’s bad enough that Ackles is already more beautiful than this Earth should allow; the blood, you would think, should somehow dehumanize him so that we can see the hunter within and be appalled by it. For I’m sure that’s what the scene is meant to do, what it’s supposed to do, and Sam’s look of HORROR just adds to this – we’re supposed to be up close and personal with the ugly, ugly mechanics of hunting and be worried or disgusted or put off. Wrong, wrong, wrong. Watch this scene and try to believe that. Better yet, sit next to a fangirl and listen as she watches this scene. You’ll hear it: GUH. It’s the sound of her lungs contracting, and her stomach clenching up, and her thighs igniting on fire, and maybe some other things too that I’m too polite to mention. That’s how good this scene is.

A hunting we will go

Feeling like the dog’s dinner

Sammy on his own

Young reporter

The No Stairway Anthology has just posted its first issue, and there are many, many fine stories to read. I’m pleased to say that “Out of Harm’s Way” is one of them. The basic premise of the anthology is as follows:

“The No Stairway Anthology is a collection of fiction, posted in digests of ten stories, presented in full by pre-posted publishing dates. The goal of the Anthology is to showcase fan works that are considered solid, appealing, original in theme or execution, re-readable, literary, and well executed. We accept Gen, Het, Slash and RPF/RPS works of between 1,000 and 10,000 words. Works previously published online or in ‘Zines are welcome, as are new works.”

Here’s the link:

 http://nostairway.org 

Click on “Current Issue.” 

Enjoy!