July 24th excerpt:
Jacob watched the black sky above and realized with an internal jolt that Sam could take him out right that instant. He stood right over Jacob’s throat, and he carried guns and knives with him. Even Dean could leap forward with his machete right then if he thought Jacob was a threat. He had to hope that his continued trust in them would pay off.
Oh man, gotta go way back in my memory.
I’ve always loved stories with borrowers in them / tiny people / slightly terrified of shrinking myself. I’d make up stories to go with most shows I watched, sometimes adding in my own characters, sometimes keeping with the characters on the show itself.
I did write a different g/t story way back when I was in college (lol, way back now I feel old for using that in a sentence), but it didn’t end up panning out. (One of the characters was based on a close friend who betrayed me hence story over)
After college, I had years of working in retail where all my energy for anything creative was drained. I couldn’t even make my lovely fractals that I miss so much now. Then, I got a better job (my current job). Quitting retail and moving on gave me a spike of energy and creativity that just hit me. At the same time, I started to watch Supernatural and fell in love with it. Everything. The story, the brothers, all the monsters and how off the wall they could get with their storytelling style. The actors are lovely people and I’ve met them all in person. It was just natural to combine all of this and give in to my urge to write.
I’ll never regret putting my pen to the paper and bringing this to life.
July 23rd excerpt:
“See if you can find any good places to stop for the night,” Dean said. “We should check on Jacob before long.”
“Right,” Sam said, slouching down in his seat.
“And keep an eye on that giant!”
It all depends on the size of the bug/spider, of course, but these brothers won’t take something like that lightly. Mosquitoes are a little easier to deal with. As far as bugs go, they’re fairly frail. One good boot, even a teeny one like Dean’s, is enough to kill it off. (Bonus – check out this animation from @ask-tinysam: here) Lucky for them, they’re less of a target next to a regular sized human who has a lot more blood to offer. That would be a bite they’d feel for a long time afterwards.
If Jacob ever, ever, twitches the brothers off his shoulders, he better be ready to catch them! And the scolding would never end for him after that. Never.
Spiders they’ll need to take out with their knives if they encounter any. Worst comes to worst, they find a way out of there without setting the spider off. Better not get stuck in any webs like Sam managed in Schism!
July 22nd excerpt:
The increased speed nearly caught Jacob off guard and he took a longer stride to make sure he kept up with the car. The motor, so powerful in reality, sounded far away like a remote control car from his prodigious height. The tail lights winked with every slight change in the incline as the very odd trio made their way along.
They’d deal with it a lot like humans in the past – if it happens, it happens. They might get forewarning from televisions or humans in the area, and if they do they might be able to hitch a ride out of there. Otherwise, they’ll deal with it as it comes. Disaster hits, pick up the pieces of their lives afterwards and then life goes on.
This does mean that if a volcano goes off close by, there’s a chance the entire civilization that lives in the area might be wiped off the map.
July 21st excerpt:
“Yeah, hey Bobby.”
They finally escaped the cell phone dead zone, and Sam dialed up Bobby instantly. Dean listened with half an ear, his eyes on the road to avoid the glare from the flashlight Sam was using to see the maps.
“We’ve got a problem.” Sam was intently listening, and Dean wished he could hear Bobby’s responses. He arched an eyebrow at Sam, and the phone was put onto speaker mode while Dean flicked the radio off.
Such excitement! We’ll channel that excitement while we write 😉 Though I’m thinking Jacob’s really wanting to get back to his normal tol size. This is too tol for him.
July 20th excerpt:
Sam twisted around in his seat and rifled through the belongings in the back, pushing aside some of the tent fabric that filled the backseat until he could snatch up one of the library books he’d checked out.
“Here.” Sam tossed one at Dean. “Something for the trip.”
Dean plucked up the edge of a cover. “I’m so thrilled,” he said sarcastically.
Sam got a book for himself and leafed through to the section on giants. “Might as well pass the time.”
It’s hard to say right off the bat. When I write John or Walt in my stories, they’re very volatile characters. One little thing can set them off, as I discovered with Walt.
I’d say he’d be a little hardheaded about the idea, but he’d realize they’re pretty harmless. All they honestly want to do is keep out of sight and away from humans. There can be a bad egg or two, but mostly they are smol innocents that need more protection from humans than the other way around.
Brothers Apart 