Work In Progress Wednesday
Jan. 23rd, 2019 01:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tjs_whatnotSo, I thought this might be a fun way for me to be here with you all on a weekly basis. Every Wednesday, come and share a bit of what you're working on, whether it be fic, craft, art, meta or anything in between. It doesn't have to be fandom-related. But, if it's for a anonymous fest and your stuff is to be secret, then maybe don't share that? You could share any struggles, achievements and whatnot though.
Feel free to read other people's entries (if anyone else does this that is) and cheer/commiserate/bemoan with them.
Feel free to read other people's entries (if anyone else does this that is) and cheer/commiserate/bemoan with them.
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Date: 2019-01-23 12:14 pm (UTC)Deep, huh? Wish it had more cat puppets, honestly.
"Daniel dug the toes of his sneakers into the edge of the sand pit where the smaller children played. His discussion in the cell with Jack twisted in his stomach. After all these years, he hadn't known – hadn't realized. Jack still hated himself. Hated himself for Charlie's death. Down deep, buried where others couldn't see it day by day, Jack would never feel worthy. Worthy of Ascension. Hell, worthy of friendship, of life.
What hurt the most was that Daniel should have known. And, if he was being honest, in some corner of his heart, he had. For two men so separated by philosophy and personality, Daniel and Jack had twin souls. Hearts filled with the pain of loss and the gnawing teeth of guilt. Daniel had chosen to go, to ascend so that he could throw off his past and chase through the universes to help others, to purge his sins. Jack chose to stay. To live on and fight to protect others on Earth. Daniel hoped for a future where his sins could finally be purged – Jack, for all of his Catholic upbringing, believed in – welcomed - his eternal damnation. As if his son, Charlie, was waiting for him at the Judgment Seat, eager to see his father burn."
(no subject)
Date: 2019-01-23 12:32 pm (UTC)You have a great way with words that create atmosphere and heighten imagery.
...gnawing teeth of guilt...
I LOVE that!
♥
KEEP GOING!
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Date: 2019-01-23 09:36 pm (UTC)