Word Count: 3,750
Warnings: Canonical character deaths, grief, brief mentions of mental illness
Preview: Blaine's knuckles are stark-white against the dark fabric of the steering wheel cover. His posture is straight, his shoulders set stiffly as he guides the Prius down the winding country road.
Kurt is slouched down in the passenger seat with his arms wrapped protectively around himself, appearing both smaller and younger than his twenty years would suggest. His eyes stare unseeingly out the window as they pass mile after mile of snow-covered fields.
( The Ghosts of Christmas Past...Collapse )
Rating: PG for mild language
Word Count: 5,580
Spoilers: Goes AU from the beginning of S4.
Summary: In which Blaine's parents are awful, Blaine tries to understand what makes him so unlovable, and Kurt tries to love Blaine in all the ways his parent won't.
A/N: I wrote most of this forever ago (S3) and then fiddled it with it again at the beginning of S4 and it is now wildly divergent from canon (especially now that we've been shown evidence in 'Shooting Star' that Blaine's parents do care about him). BUT. I think a lot of the issues Blaine is facing were ones we saw hints of even back when I wrote this... so I have polished it up and am presenting it as a short Blaine character study of sorts. Please enjoy!
I woke up this morning to the awesomeness that is Texas State Senator Wendy Davis - and then came home from work to find that we've taken a huge stride on the path toward full marriage equality. I know the inevitability argument isn't watertight (I mean, obviously we have a lot of work to do and nothing should be taken for granted), but considering the divide runs deepest along generational lines, I sincerely believe it's a matter of time. The Public Religion Research Institute's most recent poll found that 58% of millennial Republicans support same-sex marriage and that 51% of evangelical Christians under the age of 35 support it. Going even younger, the Washington Post polled evangelicals under the age of 29 and found that the number ticks up to 64%!
So in honor of today's events, and in honor of my three-year wedding anniversary next week: The second reading from our wedding ceremony!
From "Goodridge Vs. Department of Health" by Massachusetts Supreme Court Chief Justice Margaret H. Marshall
“Marriage is a vital social institution. The exclusive commitment of two individuals to each other nurtures love and mutual support. Marriage is at once a deeply personal commitment to another human being and a highly public celebration of the ideals of mutuality, companionship, intimacy, fidelity, and family. Because it fulfills yearnings for security, safe haven, and connection that express our common humanity, the decision whether and whom to marry is among life’s momentous acts of self-definition. It is undoubtedly for these reasons, as well as for its intimately personal significance, that civil marriage has long been termed a ‘civil right’. Without the right to marry, one is excluded from the full range of human experience.”
(And... with this marriage-themed post concluded, I am off to assemble the last of the favors for my best friend's bridal shower and bachelorette party which is THIS WEEKEND dear god, I am having a matron-of-honor meltdown over here. More to come with these shenanigans, I'm sure. <3)
Whilst scribbling away at the angst, I wrote a scene featuring Leroy and Hiram Berry in their late 20s, set three years pre-Rachel. It didn't end up fitting in with the rest of the narrative at all, but as a culturally-Catholic atheist, how many chances do I get to discuss religion in fic? This is my head-canon for how Leroy Berry came to convert to Judaism. Probably not most people's cup of tea, but if you read, please enjoy! <3
( Read more...Collapse )
So I hadn't realized quite how AWOL I'd been until I saw that it was freaking November (whoops!), but in the interim there have been many exciting happenings at Chez Shea!: New city, new apartment, new job for me, new job for the spouse, new friends, new co-workers, new... well, new everything, really, which is nice - but a little overwhelming.
As I was telling pushplaytobeginearlier today, this is my seventh new place of residence in the last eight years, and I've been feeling a little... I don't even know. I'm not homesick, exactly, because there's not a specific location I'm missing, but I'm guess I'm just feeling a little... rootless? My parents moved several years ago to a state I'd never been to, and I've only visited them there about ten times in the last three or four years, so that certainly doesn't feel like home. My close friends are mostly scattered, location-wise (but my best friend now lives two blocks away from me, so that alone makes the move seem worth it.) And I know Philly WILL feel like home; I think I just need to give it time.
I'm also dealing with some slight weirdness - even though I put absolutely NO personal info on my twitter, which is fandom only, a few random facebook people (old high school friends mostly) started following me. I guess somehow my facebook account and my twitter account are linked? I blocked most of them, but it's just... hard, because I am an open person and I haven't really take any special steps to conceal my identity. I think most people that read my stuff know the basics: My name is Caroline, I'm in my twenties, I'm a teacher, I'm married, I have a cat, I'm a red-head, I'm super-short, I live in Philly... and I love to read and write both original fiction and fanfiction, some of which, yes, is pornographic. *shrugs* I don't even think I'd mind going more specific than that if people were curious.
And at the end of the day, maybe it really doesn't matter. My parents are total technophobes and don't have internet access - and even if they did somehow find out, I don't think for a second that they'd stop loving me. My husband thinks it's an adorable form of escapism and stress relief and is completely supportive. My close friends all know I write fanfiction, and although I'm sure they think it's odd, they're also very supportive. And considering we're only just learning the letter 'F' this week, I highly doubt my kindergarteners are going to be surfing the web looking for Glee fanfiction.
As for the actual writing? Dude, I have been SO blocked. That hardly ever happens to me, but man. Words? How do you words?
The only thing that's not blocked is this depressingly angsty fic that A) is so depressing I probably shouldn't even let it out in public and B) doesn't contain much Klaine. It's a series of five ficlets, only one of which is Kurt/Blaine - although one of them is Sebastian/Karofsky and I think it might actually be the first Sebastian/Karofsky fic in the Glee fandom. (And OMG, if that's true, do I get to coin the portmanteau??) But anyway - depressing!fic should be up Sunday night. And then I think I have the faintest glimmers of an idea for a fluffy Klaine/Hudmel one-shot.
Uh - what else, what else? Well, I'm freaking LOVING Season 3 so far. And I would discuss my thoughts on 3.05, but I think I'd just spontaneously combust at this point, so I'll refrain.
And last but not least, I'm going to make a concerted effort to be more social online - as I said, I've been in a weird not-exactly-homesick funk, and I swear I'm actually going to try to, like, be around and comment and talk to the wonderful, amazing people I've met - assuming they still want to talk to me. Welp.)
- Current Mood: restless
- Current Mood: silly
This is actually fairly terrifying - I usually post a story and then hover around, panicking and biting my nails and sometimes even editing as I (inevitably) find mistakes.
But now I need to leave and I have no idea when I'll be able to get online again. If Comcast doesn't come today, I'll try to get back to the coffee shop tomorrow. First-world problem: Damn all these people password-protecting their networks. What is up with that?? I know I'm a brat, but this whole week has made me desperately want a 3G/4G smartphone. I FEEL SO DISCONNECTED FROM THE WORLD!
If anyone makes it through my KBB story, spacing issues and all, thank you!!! I feel terrible that I haven't gotten to read any of the other KBB fics (or basically any fic.) I won't even know where to start when our internet gets set up.