I've spent the past several weeks working away at my Sweet Charity fic, and I've found myself listening to the same music over and over again. This is a writing mix, not necessarily a fic mix--it doesn't tell a story so much as show you what I listen to, sometimes, when I'm writing. (Actually, all of my mixes do that, heh.) Lately I've been on an instrumental kick of all different kinds--classical, modern, post-rock, totally random stuff, and some of it seemed to come together quite nicely into a mixy sort of thing for Castiel. The instrumentals are bracketed by two a capella pieces, Rachmaninov's setting of Psalm 103/4 from Op 37 (Vespers) and my absolute favorite Renaissance piece, Thomas Tallis's motet Spem in alium.
The title plays with a notion insight2 mentioned to me, regarding angels, voices, and exploding glass, the vox divina and all that. So.... What happens when an angel can't speak?
( sine uoce, angelus non sum [Voiceless, I'm no angel] )
.art: And I wake up blind, like my dreams were too bright
Cover for strangeandcharm's lovely fic, which you can read here. It has so much I love--mindfuckery, Castiel, Jimmy, confusion, angst, pain, and an ohmyheart ending.
( and I wake up blind, like my dreams were too bright )
The title plays with a notion insight2 mentioned to me, regarding angels, voices, and exploding glass, the vox divina and all that. So.... What happens when an angel can't speak?
( sine uoce, angelus non sum [Voiceless, I'm no angel] )
.art: And I wake up blind, like my dreams were too bright
Cover for strangeandcharm's lovely fic, which you can read here. It has so much I love--mindfuckery, Castiel, Jimmy, confusion, angst, pain, and an ohmyheart ending.
( and I wake up blind, like my dreams were too bright )
