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Ugh, it's already the 12th and I'd hoped to be a couple thousand more words in by now. It's 15K or bust this weekend, I'm telling you.
On the bright side, I'm getting to the part of the story where the dramatic stuff starts to happen, so hopefully that will move things along. I did figure out how to structure a scene coming up later that makes so much more sense than what I'd originally been planning and lets me reuse some characters that show up right at the beginning so whoo! Sort-of foreshadowing!:) And I don't know how, but Zachariah might be a bigger douche in this than he is in canon. I'm actually kind of impressed.
(As a side note, this is the second time in three stories writing Dean as an eighteen-year-old and it amuses me how little difference there is between that and writing him at 30, levels of alcoholism and PTSD aside. Oh, Dean, I love you dearly but a shining example of emotional maturity you're not.)
Oh! I'd been planning on writing another Dean/Cas/Lisa story as a palate cleanser between finishing this and jumping into another installment of Dean/Cas and All The Words for
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(Alas, we live in a world where work doesn't allow one to just rush home to write. Have we lived and fought in vain?)