Making your fun where you can find it
Nov. 16th, 2004 01:55 pmA good piece of fanfiction is a rare and lovely thing to be savored and praised, but sometimes it's a piece of badfic that can really make my day. A truly wretched story isn't so much something to read as it is a social event. Everyone's talking about it, and you can send it to everyone you know, even people who aren't in your fandom, and say, "Hey, look at this godawful piece of fanfic! Mock it with me!" And with delight, they will, as long as you promise to pay for bleach afterward.
So thank you, Jane Streeter, for brightening up my day, which began with spilling a full cup of hot coffee all over my desk.
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Even without the joy of badfic, however, this would be a bright and shiny day. Bring on the reports and powerpoint slides, douse me with coffee, get my mother on line one -- nothing is going to bother me today.
Why? Because it's November 16th, and the sixth season of The Amazing Race starts tonight! 9 p.m., CBS. Watch it. You won't be sorry.
***
I'm absolutely delighted that SG-1 and Atlantis were renewed for new seasons. I think. I'm not quite ready to resign myself to the end of SG-1, though frankly, it might be better for my nerves. I really need to divorce my mental fanfiction world from the canon world, because I get jumpy and nauseated every time I see the words "Stargate spoilers" anymore.
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All of you who have hundreds and hundreds of words on your Yuletide stories can just bite me. I have research to do. And DVDs to rewatch. And a story in another fandom to edit. And I'm still pretending like I'm doing nanowrimo. All this to say that I don't have a single Yuletide word down on paper yet, and you people are making me feel seriously behind the curve here.
I do, at least, know what I'm going to write, which I suppose puts me ahead of plenty of other people.
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And in the last of this unnecessary glimpse into my day -- I'm running on less sleep than normal because I had a bizarre dream last night in which I found out that a close friend of mine from college had an LJ. In the entry I was reading, he mentioned my LJ by name, saying that my fanfic had influenced another friend of his to come out as gay. In the dream I couldn't tell if he thought this was a good or bad thing, and I also couldn't tell if he knew that
marzilla was me.
I woke up at around 3:30 a.m., so freaked out that I immediately got up, turned on my computer and googled him to make sure he didn't really have a blog that I could find. Then I lay awake for a while, thinking about how weird fannish life can be.
So thank you, Jane Streeter, for brightening up my day, which began with spilling a full cup of hot coffee all over my desk.
***
Even without the joy of badfic, however, this would be a bright and shiny day. Bring on the reports and powerpoint slides, douse me with coffee, get my mother on line one -- nothing is going to bother me today.
Why? Because it's November 16th, and the sixth season of The Amazing Race starts tonight! 9 p.m., CBS. Watch it. You won't be sorry.
***
I'm absolutely delighted that SG-1 and Atlantis were renewed for new seasons. I think. I'm not quite ready to resign myself to the end of SG-1, though frankly, it might be better for my nerves. I really need to divorce my mental fanfiction world from the canon world, because I get jumpy and nauseated every time I see the words "Stargate spoilers" anymore.
***
All of you who have hundreds and hundreds of words on your Yuletide stories can just bite me. I have research to do. And DVDs to rewatch. And a story in another fandom to edit. And I'm still pretending like I'm doing nanowrimo. All this to say that I don't have a single Yuletide word down on paper yet, and you people are making me feel seriously behind the curve here.
I do, at least, know what I'm going to write, which I suppose puts me ahead of plenty of other people.
***
And in the last of this unnecessary glimpse into my day -- I'm running on less sleep than normal because I had a bizarre dream last night in which I found out that a close friend of mine from college had an LJ. In the entry I was reading, he mentioned my LJ by name, saying that my fanfic had influenced another friend of his to come out as gay. In the dream I couldn't tell if he thought this was a good or bad thing, and I also couldn't tell if he knew that
I woke up at around 3:30 a.m., so freaked out that I immediately got up, turned on my computer and googled him to make sure he didn't really have a blog that I could find. Then I lay awake for a while, thinking about how weird fannish life can be.